Hot Search Incoming: The Yandere Heiress’s Wife-Chasing Livestream - Chapter 25

When Gu Zhichou woke up, she was in her bed at home.

Gasping for breath, she scrambled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.

The showerhead, mounted high above, poured down in a torrent, drenching her completely.

Her clothes clung to her skin, and her hair plastered itself across her face.

Gu Zhichou tilted her head back, her eyes barely open, letting the water stream into them and trickle out from the corners.

She braced herself against the wall, her lower lip bitten raw.

Was it just a dream?

Why did it feel like she had seen Shi Mi pleading for help?

The figure kept falling, carrying all her fantasies with her. Her lips moved slightly, as if trying to say something.

But Gu Zhichou couldn’t hear her.

Because she had never heard Shi Mi’s voice before.

So even in her dream, there was no sound.

Gu Zhichou wanted to save her, but she was trapped on the other side.

On her side were characters with roles and backstories.

On the other side lay the space beyond the frame—a realm of nothingness and solitude.

Did Shi Mi spend all her time in that darkness when she wasn’t on screen?

Gu Zhichou had named her “Shi Mi,” believing she could fill the void in her own life.

But now it seemed Shi Mi had never had much time to begin with.

And she had given it all to Gu Zhichou.

It could be said that Gu Zhichou’s selfishness knew no bounds.

She had taken everything from Shi Mi.

Every shred of freedom the other woman possessed had been stolen by her.

Leaning against the wall, Gu Zhichou stripped off her clothes in the misty haze of the shower.

Distracted, she slipped and fell.

The pain made her feel wronged, and she instinctively called out, “Little Mute.”

But there was no response.

Gu Zhichou was willful, but she was also arrogant.

All her pride had been shattered, leaving her vulnerable.

Gu Zhichou always claimed she could become the true female lead.

Yet she couldn’t even save the person she truly wanted to save.

Ignorant, narrow-minded.

Like a foul-smelling insect, she clung to Shi Mi, gnawing at every inch of her bones.

Gu Zhichou staggered to her feet, bracing herself against the sink.

She wiped the condensation from the mirror and stared at her own disheveled reflection.

Her lips moved, her voice choked with emotion.

“I can’t even save myself…”

“Yet I dared to try and save you.”

“Little Mute, you must think I’m such an idiot.”

With each time-space shift occurring so frequently, Gu Zhichou felt her sanity fraying.

She kept imagining Shi Mi’s smile lingering beside her.

Soft, silent.

Taking her hand and signing the gestures she had taught her.

I remember you.

Always, always, I only remember you.

Gu Zhichou stared into the mirror, her throat aching.

Her phoenix eyes were haggard.

Even her slightly curled hair, now flattened by the water, hung limp.

She looked utterly pitiful when she cried, her eyes rimmed with red.

Yet Gu Zhichou still tried to rally herself, muttering, “What kind of young lady cries like this?”

“If she sees me, I’ll lose face again.”

She decided to stop thinking about it and plunged into the water, washing for a full half-hour before emerging.

While blow-drying her hair, she noticed the previously silent bullet comments had suddenly reappeared.

After such a long hiatus, we finally get to read our beloved “Chasing Wife Diary”!

Is the author running out of ideas?

Maybe the recent lack of progress with the female lead has him feeling discouraged…

Gu Zhichou’s gaze flickered. So, when she couldn’t see them, he was drawing scenes for other characters?

That made sense. He must be working on different side plots and main storylines. Otherwise, if he only focused on her, she would have become the female lead long ago.

However, the bullet comments seemed to be mostly from her die-hard fans, so there were few spoilers about other characters’ storylines. Only occasional mentions of her crucial plot points surfaced.

Gu Zhichou switched off the hairdryer, trying to recall when she had stopped seeing the bullet comments.

It was probably… right after she pinned Shi Mi against the door.

She had always found it strange. If this book was being written in real-time, the bullet comments shouldn’t have known future plot developments.

Therefore, the comments must have been submitted long in advance.

The only ones affected by her actions were those watching at that exact moment.

No wonder the author sometimes couldn’t correct the plot changes she made in time.

Unless someone scrolled back, they might not even notice the alterations.

Gu Zhichou stroked her chin. So luck played a role after all.

Could it be that her intimate moments with Shi Mi were too explicit, causing the comments to be blocked?

Gu Zhichou considered this possibility.

After all, for the sake of young people’s mental and physical health, she had to maintain the image of a character with impeccable morals and snow-white purity.

In other words, if she just got a little more intimate with Shi Mi each time, the viewers wouldn’t see anything?

Gu Zhichou felt incredibly clever.

She collapsed onto the soft, oversized bed, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

“Just a minor setback,” she murmured to herself. “You’re Gu Zhichou, the omnipotent, the heiress who has everything she could ever want. How could you let something like this break you?”

Gu Zhichou smiled bitterly. She had to maintain this unwavering resilience and pride at all times. It was her unyielding sense of self-respect, something she couldn’t abandon.

Even in the original story, she had been portrayed as aloof, gentle, and accepting of everything around her. It was only when she was with Shi Mi that she didn’t have to maintain this facade of grandeur.

Because Shi Mi couldn’t speak, she couldn’t even tease Gu Zhichou.

Well, not verbally, anyway.

When all secrets were guaranteed to remain hidden, letting herself be vulnerable became a form of freedom.

Zhizhi’s… feeling down? Could it be because of the female lead?

Come on, every time she’s felt down before, she’s always gone crawling back to her.

I’m just saying, don’t overthink it. Let’s see how the author draws it.

Exactly! According to her character, she shouldn’t even be feeling this way.

Amidst these mixed comments from the past and present, Gu Zhichou couldn’t help but wonder:

Why must people be confined by these so-called character archetypes?

Even if, in their eyes, she was nothing more than a paper-thin figure.

Just as an author shapes a character, if she possessed only a single, unchanging personality, could the story still be compelling?

Under the cameras, Gu Zhichou naturally had to maintain her absolute arrogance.

No matter what critical remarks she saw, she had to remain indifferent, haughtily dismissing them as false.

That’s the real me.

But was it really?

Gu Zhichou covered her face with her hands, even concealing her sighs.

She told herself she shouldn’t care about others’ opinions.

But her nature wouldn’t allow it.

It was her pride. If she abandoned even that, would she still be herself?

Because of the character archetype assigned to her in the side story, Gu Zhichou deliberately avoided those traits, believing that being cold and unsentimental was her true self.

Yet it was undeniable that these traits had accompanied her for so many years.

It was impossible for Gu Zhichou to have completely shed their influence.

She had simply vehemently rejected them, retaining only her innate arrogance.

This way, even in Shi Mi’s absence, she could still maintain her dignity.

Gu Zhichou sat up, her gaze fixed on the bullet comments scrolling across the sky, a faint smile curving her lips.

Her eyes were captivating, her fair skin flushed with a peach-like blush.

It was as if she were still that beautiful, willful young lady, unchanged by time.