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  • She’s a Passerby, But Can See the Protagonist’s Halo

    She’s a Passerby, But Can See the Protagonist’s Halo

    Author: 羽轩W Genre: Fantasy

    MynameisYan,andsinceIwasachild,I’vebeenabletoseesomestrangethings. Forexample— Inelementaryschool,ournewneighborAuntTanhadapairofall-aroundgeniustwins,whowerelikethe“preciouslittlegeniuses”withhalosabovetheirheads.TheycouldrecitetheEnglish-Chinesedictionarybackwardsatthree,masterbothChineseandWesternmusicalinstrumentsbyfive,andhackintoacountry’sdatabasebyseven… Growingupnexttosuchprodigies,mylifewasinhumane,tragic,andconstantlysubjectedtocomparisons. Toescapethecomparisonswiththese“otherpeople’schildren,”Ispecificallyappliedtoaprivateboardingschoolformiddleschool. Onmyfirstday,mydeskmatewasasmall,thingirlwithbangs,wearinganolduniform,andhervoicewasasfaintasamosquito’s. Threemonthslater,shewokeupfromanapwitha“rebirth”haloaboveherhead. Shemovedeffortlesslyamongthecoldacademicgenius,thewolf-likeschoolbully,thefierceboss,andthegentlechildhoodfriend,leavingme,alonelyonlooker,utterlyamazed. Byuniversity,IthoughtIhadfinallyescapedthisabnormalworld. ButassoonasIsteppedintomydormroom,myfootstepsfroze. Myroommateseachhadhaloslike“ancienttimestomodern,”“post-apocalypticsuperhuman,”“willdieifnotspendingmoney,”and“ghostkingrevival.” Iclutchedmylittleblanketandappliedtothecounselorforaroomchange,buttonoavail. Overtime,Igraduallygotusedtoit.“Handoversystems,”“managementsystems,”“booktransmigration,”“infiniteworlds,”“three-and-a-half-year-olds,”“interstellarlivestreams,”“redenvelopegroups”… Thetypesofhaloskeptincreasing,andIwasabletocalmlyignoreallofit,focusingonmyownlife. Everymorning,Iskillfullyhelpedmy“ancienttomodern”roommate,whowasbeingblacklistedonline,dodgecampuspaparazziandsecureseatsforclass. Atnoon,Iassistedmytycoonroommateindistributingtoday’shaulofluxuryskincareanddesignerbags,tastingthecity’stopprivatechef’scustomlunchbox,andexclaimingwithemotion,“Darling,canIreallyacceptthese?” Intheevening,Ienjoyedtheflowersandplantscultivatedbymysuperhumanroommateonthebalcony,tastingamutatedcherrytomatoandcommenting,“Ifeelrefreshedandpurified.” Lateatnight,whenmyghostkingroommatequietlyclimbedbackthroughthewindow,Ipeekedouttoask,“You’rebackabitlatetoday,didn’tbringanythingback,didyou?” MynameisYan,andIamnottheprotagonistofthisworld.

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