Chapter 139: Time to slip away, you guys go ahead and chat!

“Do you know what it means to be childhood sweethearts? That’s us.”
“She’s a few months older than me.”
“When we were little, she protected me, and I promised that when I grew up, I would protect her.”
“That promise was meant to last a lifetime!”
“I also said I would stay by her side, forever.”
“We spent so much time together that I’ve long since forgotten when I started to fall in love with her.”
“Later, I told her I would wait for her.”
“Still, for a lifetime...”

...

At first, the audience was still busy scrolling through the comments, but as Yang Hao’s words appeared one by one, the viewers gradually stopped their movements.

Many were stunned by the heartfelt messages from the Trickster.

Unconsciously, they found themselves moved by his emotions.

It seemed... they were touched.

Meanwhile, at the commentary booth, Xiao Mo saw the messages Yang Hao sent and was completely taken aback.

As a woman, Xiao Mo was naturally more sensitive than the men, and now her eyes were beginning to glisten with tears.

Though Yang Hao's words appeared simple, upon closer reflection, there was a subtle, profound emotion beneath them.

Xiao Mo couldn’t quite put it into words, but she felt the sentiment he conveyed was not bitter at all; rather, it brimmed with a gentle tenderness.

This was the first time she had sensed such delicate emotion from a man.

Could it be that the Trickster and Sister Zi Jin really shared such a story?

For a moment, Xiao Mo, empathizing deeply, almost believed it.

But as she regained her composure, she forced a bitter smile and shook her head.

At that moment, in another room not far from Yang Hao’s, Lin Zi Jin, Lu Zi Qi, Shen Mu Xi, and Ling Xue Er were also watching the livestream.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat strange.

Sitting in front of the computer, Lin Zi Jin was stunned by Yang Hao’s words, seemingly lost in some distant memory.

Behind her, Lu Zi Qi, Shen Mu Xi, and Ling Xue Er exchanged knowing glances, their expressions telling a vivid story.

Through their interactions over the past days, they had gradually realized there was something between Lin Zi Jin and Yang Hao.

They knew the two had almost been engaged.

But what they hadn’t expected was how dramatic their story truly was.

Two families long acquainted, betrothed since childhood?

What era was this, still talking about childhood engagements?

Yet it seemed both families took it seriously, and the engagement was nearly set.

Though it never came to fruition, what difference did it make?

Moreover, judging by Lin Zi Jin and Yang Hao’s behavior, it appeared they both harbored feelings for each other.

Yang Hao’s emotions were obvious, without need for explanation.

As for Lin Zi Jin, given their close interactions and her recent changes, the girls were even more convinced.

These two were truly intriguing.

Lu Zi Qi, Shen Mu Xi, and Ling Xue Er found themselves growing increasingly curious about the past between Yang Hao and Lin Zi Jin.

Yet they knew such matters were off-limits.

Even if they dared to ask, Lin Zi Jin wouldn’t reveal anything.

And although Yang Hao was proactive in dealing with matters involving Lin Zi Jin, he wouldn’t open up about this either.

After all, this was a story belonging to the two of them—shared memories kept just between them.

Their eyes returned to Lin Zi Jin, who now wore a sweet smile that hadn’t been there moments before. The three girls exchanged glances and quietly returned to their seats.

“Why are my eyes watering?”
“Got some sand in them—today’s wind is a bit strong.”
“Wow, I didn’t expect to be moved by the Trickster. Go, Trickster!”
“Is that ‘her’ a goddess?”
“Definitely not. She must be the one the Trickster loves.”
“No way she’s a goddess. The Trickster is just pulling your leg. But it really does make me want to cry.”

Under Yang Hao’s influence, the vibe in the livestream shifted instantly, as if infected by his emotions. Many viewers grew sentimental.

“Trickster, who was the one you were betrothed to as a child?”
“Childhood sweethearts—how romantic.”
“I wish someone would want to be with me, wait for me, and protect me for life.”
“Trickster, I love you.”
“Jealous, jealous. I want a childhood sweetheart too.”

In response to the viewers’ reactions, Yang Hao smiled softly and then sent a rocket emoji.

Noticing the rocket, more and more people turned to look at the words Yang Hao left behind.

However...

When they saw his reply, nearly all the viewers were on the verge of exploding with anger.

Yang Hao’s answer was just four simple words:

“I made it up!”

The moment these words appeared, especially to those who had been touched moments before, it felt as if Yang Hao had torn out their hearts.

Made it up?

So all those tears they shed were for nothing but lies?

The worst part was that Yang Hao’s wild fabrication had made many of them cry.

The viewers who had been duped by Yang Hao were furious.

“Trickster, tell me where you live. I’m bringing a kitchen knife tonight.”
“You’re so damn cheap, Trickster, why don’t you just go to hell?”
“Give me back my tears!”
“Hahaha, I knew it—the Trickster can’t be serious. There’s gotta be a catch.”
“Ha, childhood engagement? I’m too clever—I saw right through it.”
“Trickster, you’re dead meat.”

The barrage of comments exploded.

At the commentary booth, Xiao Mo, having witnessed those four words firsthand, was almost losing her mind.

The Trickster was truly shameless!

She had almost cried just now.

If it weren’t for the live stream, she might have actually lost it.

To think such tender, tear-jerking words were all fabricated by the Trickster left Xiao Mo utterly speechless.

She finally understood why everyone called him the Trickster.

He really knew how to trick people!

“Pfft!”

At the same time, Lin Zi Jin burst out laughing when she saw those four words flash across the stream.

Her smile was pure joy.

But deep inside, a sweet warmth quietly blossomed.

Only she knew the words Yang Hao had just spoken were not lies.

They were true!

He knew it!

She knew it!

...

Back on Yang Hao’s side, as he chuckled at the viewers’ complaints, he noticed the countdown on the livestream page was nearing its end.

The next qualifying match was about to begin.

He had only come over to keep “them” in check and discourage them from stirring up too much hatred. He hadn’t expected to stay this long. Now he felt it was time to leave.

It was time for him to go.

“I’m outta here. You guys keep chatting!”

As the last rocket appeared, Yang Hao left.

However...

No sooner had he left than Xiao Qi and Xiao Mo at the commentary booth saw what happened next, and their expressions gradually stiffened.