After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain-Chapter 34: No Choice, My Boyfriend Loves Me Too Much

To create a better atmosphere, they turned off their flashlights, leaving only the dim glow of the candle flickering in the dark night.

Three cameras recorded from different angles, enclosing Cen Xiu and Yu Li at the center. Everyone held their breath in anticipation.

Cen Xiu glanced at Yu Li, taking the top of the pencil while she held the bottom. As the summoning chants began, the surroundings suddenly grew eerily silent. The wind had unknowingly stopped, leaving only the sound of their breathing.

"Creak—"

A door inside the teaching building groaned as it slowly swung open, followed by the unsettling sounds of desks and chairs colliding. In the dead of night, the noise was particularly chilling.

Then, with a whoosh, the window on the second floor suddenly flung open.

The curtains inside were whipped into the air, billowing wildly. A deep, hollow wailing sound echoed as if a violent wind was howling through the room. The spread-out fabric twisted and swayed in the night, resembling the flailing limbs of a demonic entity.

But when they looked up, the dark classroom was completely empty.

Everyone flinched, especially Ke Yulong, whose hands trembled so violently that his camera nearly slipped from his grip.

Cen Xiu, having filmed multiple paranormal videos before, was the most experienced among them. His expression darkened, and he asked coldly, “Are you here? If you are, please give us an answer on the paper.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously fluttering curtains abruptly stilled, and all the noises inside the building vanished in an instant. The eerie calm returned.

Then, the pencil in their hands began to move.

Slowly, ever so slowly, it slid across the paper.

Everyone’s attention snapped to it.

The pencil’s movements were sluggish, but purposeful. After a few agonizing seconds, it stopped—directly over the word "Yes."

Cen Xiu’s eyes lit up in excitement. Instinctively, he looked at Yu Li across from him.

Yet, her face remained emotionless. She lifted her gaze lazily and met his eyes, the corner of her lips curving into a smirk—mocking, knowing.

As if she had already seen through everything.

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His movements stiffened immediately.

Impossible. She couldn't have figured it out.

Quickly averting his gaze, he forced himself to stay composed and continued in a steady voice, “Did you kill the people from the rumors?”

The pencil began to slide again, drawing a slow, deliberate path across the paper before once again stopping at "Yes."

Cen Xiu shot a look at Yu Haoye, who immediately understood and zoomed the camera in for a close-up of the pencil.

Jiang Xi, seeing how accurate the ritual was, couldn’t contain her excitement. Her breath hitched, and she stepped forward without thinking, interrupting the process as she blurted out, “What about Hu Ling? Is Hu Ling still here??”

Her sudden outburst made Cen Xiu tense, his brows furrowing in irritation as he shot her a displeased look.

The next second, the candle on the table abruptly went out.

The pencil, now seemingly out of control, jerked and scribbled chaotically across the page until both their hands slipped, and the pencil clattered to the floor with a sharp snap.

【Sh*t, we’re screwed. Jiang Xi, why did you interrupt?! You’re not supposed to mess with the process, and you can only ask one question at a time!】

【Who’s Hu Ling? She must be the reason Jiang Xi came, right?】

【Isn’t that the friend she mentioned before? Ugh, seriously, why interrupt like that?】

【Or maybe the summoning didn’t even work?】

【Yeah, these games are usually rigged. Maybe Cen Xiu was just putting on a show for himself.】

【Dude, the curtains were moving! And the noise inside the building—if that’s not a ghost, what is?!】

Jiang Xi also seemed to realize she had messed up. Cen Xiu’s sharp gaze made her shrink back, clutching her hands together. She lowered her head, mumbling softly, “Sorry, I just…”

Cen Xiu pinched the bridge of his nose but kept his voice calm. “It’s fine, it’s fine. No big deal, I can handle it.”

Glancing at his phone, he saw that it was still eight minutes until midnight.

Just as he was about to instruct everyone to stay put, Ke Yulong suddenly shouted in terror, “There’s someone on the fourth floor!!”

In an instant, everyone’s eyes snapped upward.

A shadowy figure stood at the classroom window on the fourth floor, shrouded in darkness. Half of its body was hidden behind the curtain, silently watching them.

Even after Ke Yulong called it out, it didn’t move.

A silent provocation.

Cen Xiu’s gaze darkened as he turned to Ke Yulong. “You’re coming with me! Everyone else, stay put!”

But Ke Yulong frantically shook his head, fear gripping his expression. “No way!”

Coward.

Cen Xiu cursed inwardly but lowered his voice persuasively, “It’s more dangerous to stay here. If you come with me, I can protect you.”

That made Ke Yulong hesitate. He glanced at the others—none of whom seemed reliable—then looked at Cen Xiu’s determined expression. After a few seconds, he gritted his teeth. “Fine, I’ll go with you. But you better protect me.”

“Of course. You’re the only one good at filming here.” Cen Xiu quickly pulled him toward the stairs.

Watching the two disappear upstairs, Yu Haoye’s eyes flickered, his fists clenching.

Damn you, Cen Xiu.

Taking an NPC along just to hog more screen time?

Not happening.

His eyes shifted, and an idea sparked. Turning to Jiang Xi and Hou Liang, he feigned concern and said, “I’m not comfortable leaving them alone. You guys stay here—I’ll go check on them.”

Seeing the two newbies nod dumbly in agreement, Yu Haoye turned around, unable to hide the smirk tugging at his lips.

Newbies are so easy to fool.

He didn’t even glance at Yu Li before hurrying after them.

An NPC isn’t worth paying attention to.

Yu Li watched his retreating figure, raising an eyebrow. Absentmindedly, her fingers tapped the table.

So eager… Who said there’d be cameras up there?

Beside her, Jiang Xi was still looking dejected, seemingly guilty about what had happened earlier.

Hou Liang tried to comfort her, “It’s okay. Worst case, we just ask Cen Xiu to do it again. Or we can pay him a little extra.”

Hearing that, Yu Li chuckled softly, instantly drawing their attention.

Bending down, she picked up the fallen pencil, propped her chin on her hand, and looked at them.

“Don’t feel bad. He tricked you.”

Both Jiang Xi and Hou Liang froze, confusion and shock flashing across their faces.

Jiang Xi instinctively stepped closer. “What do you mean?”

Yu Li twirled the pencil skillfully between her fingers, her gaze landing on the paper. A lazy smirk played on her lips.

“That answer wasn’t chosen by a ghost. He moved the pencil himself.”

“Summoning spirits outside? That’s way too sloppy. You need to do it indoors to gather enough yin energy.”

【Wait, she knows about this?!】

【A fake paranormal streamer just met someone who actually understands ghost summoning.】

【So Cen Xiu really was faking it?!】

【I don’t know much about this stuff, but her explanation makes sense.】

【Then what about the shadow upstairs?!】

【Yeah, and the noises from inside the building? Was Cen Xiu just lucky enough to stumble into something real?!】

【Or maybe she’s just trying to comfort Jiang Xi? If she really knew, why didn’t she call him out right away?】

Jiang Xi was just as skeptical. Narrowing her eyes, she studied the woman’s composed expression and muttered, “You really know about this stuff?”

Yu Li was casually balancing the pencil on its tip, her gaze fixed on the paper.

At Jiang Xi’s question, she tilted her head slightly, eyes gleaming with amusement.

“Of course I do.”

“I told you—I came here for Bo Jingmo.”

"For the sake of finding my boyfriend, of course, I had to learn a little about this stuff. Makes sense, doesn’t it?"

Jiang Xi keenly caught onto the key detail in her words. Her gaze flickered. "What do you mean? Weren’t you just looking for a photo? But from what you’re saying now… are you telling me Bo Jingmo became a ghost? Isn’t a person supposed to reincarnate after death?"

She spoke urgently, as if she was desperate to prove something.

But the woman in front of her only let out a dramatic sigh, feigning sorrow. Tilting her head back to gaze at the sky, she lamented, "Ah, to tell you the truth… he just couldn’t bear to move on. He’s been waiting for me to come back and find him."

"He even visited me in my dreams a few times, crying and asking why I wasn’t looking for him. So clingy."

As she finished, she even shrugged helplessly, looking quite troubled—yet her voice was full of indulgence.

"What can I do? My boyfriend just loves me too much. Even after death, he wants me to stay with him. You guys get it, right?"

Hou Liang &Jiang Xi: "………"

The entire livestream chat: 【………】

They did not get it.

Not at all.

Wait, are all crazy people in relationships like this?!

Since when was being haunted by a dead person considered a good thing?!