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Volume 1

Chapter 119 117. The Final Struggle

Jan 07, 2026 1,605 words

An Han knew all too well that lowering Su Peng’s and Long Xing’s affection to below eighty within eight hours was practically an epic-level task.

After all, he had tried many times before. Even when he occasionally succeeded in lowering their affection, it would surge back up at an even faster rate soon after.

He sat expressionlessly in front of the computer, his movements sluggish as he picked up a piece of braised chicken.

But this time, it concerns my gender!

This might be the only chance to return to his former self, to erase every trace of femininity from his body!

In the past, he had still clung to his moral bottom line. Even when he wanted to lower Su Peng’s and the others’ affection, he wouldn’t do anything too outrageous—at most, it stayed at the level of pranks.

But if he didn’t adjust his moral bottom line more flexibly now, he’d end up becoming either a futanari or a woman!

After pondering for a long time, An Han finally decided to make one last, desperate attempt at noon.

At least struggle a bit more—then even if he really turned into a woman, he wouldn’t regret it as much.

If he failed, then he’d go on a date with Su Peng in the afternoon! Damn it!

Long Xing’s current affection was 91—he needed to lower it by at least 12 points!

He immediately stood up, holding the takeout box, maliciously preparing to dump the entire meal over Long Xing’s head.

“Xiao Han.”

An Han froze at once, calmly tossing the takeout into the trash can. “What’s up?”

“Do you have any money? Can you lend me some?”

I was planning to pull the ‘borrow money and never pay it back’ trick on you, damn it!

He asked in mild surprise, “You’re short on cash?”

“I overspent a bit on my birthday last time…”

Normally, Long Xing was the type who would rather go hungry than swallow his pride and borrow money.

Looks like with affection in the nineties, Long Xing doesn’t feel embarrassed doing anything in front of me anymore…

“How much do you need? It’s the end of the month, I don’t have much either.”

“Fifty?”

“No! Not lending!”

An Han first raised Long Xing’s expectation of borrowing money, then crushed that hope in one fell swoop.

Yet his affection still didn’t drop.

Long Xing didn’t really mind. Muttering to himself, he turned back to the computer. “Then I’ll climb out over the wall this afternoon and see if there’s any part-time work, or maybe deliver food at the cafeteria.”

An Han glanced at the trash can, considering dumping it over Long Xing’s head.

He’d probably get beaten up—but if it meant continuing to be a man…

Long Xing turned back again, frowning slightly, as if he sensed the malice.

An Han quickly reined in that hostile look and put on his usual playful smile toward Long Xing.

Better not do anything that would easily get him beaten up. His body couldn’t handle it right now, and more importantly, there were two targets.

If dumping the trash can could instantly drop Long Xing’s affection below eighty, he’d probably get beaten badly—ending up either in the hospital or at the police station—making it impossible to deal with Su Peng afterward.

If Long Xing’s affection didn’t drop significantly, then he wouldn’t get beaten, but dumping the trash can would be pointless anyway.

Think of another way…

An Han returned to the computer, took out his phone, and opened a reminder text about his phone bill at the end of the month.

He deleted it with a curl of his lips, then let his gaze drift downward, sharply catching sight of a loan advertisement text among the messages.

In an instant, inspiration struck his mind like a bolt of lightning.

“Brother Long~”

“What is it?”

“Come to the balcony with me. I’ve got something to tell you.”

Puzzled, Long Xing stood up, curiosity in his eyes, and followed An Han toward the balcony.

Seeing An Han’s conflicted expression, could it be… a confession?!

He imagined what might happen next.

Two guys together was a bit strange, but society was so open and tolerant now. Aside from not being able to officially register, it wasn’t impossible, right?

“Brother Long.” On the balcony, An Han casually closed the back door of the dorm.

Now it was just the two of them.

Long Xing’s heart started pounding rapidly with excitement.

He swallowed and spoke gently, “Xiao Han, what’s wrong?”

“Well…” An Han lowered his head, an embarrassed flush appearing on his face. “We’ve had a really good relationship these past two years, right?”

“Yeah, of course.”

“Then… could you lend me your ID card?”

Long Xing froze, a bit stunned. “Your ID card?”

“I want to borrow some money… like a loan.” An Han lowered his head, and a hint of mischievous amusement crept onto the face hidden in shadow.

Even though the system made life difficult, teasing boys really was one of life’s great pleasures!

“Then where’s your own ID card?”

“Well, if I use my own ID and can’t pay it back, it’ll affect my credit score, right?”

An Han deliberately spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.

“But if you borrow it, then my credit score gets affected…” Long Xing was still a little dazed, but quickly reacted, frowning as he asked, “What do you need the money for? A loan means you’re short at least several tens of thousands, right?”

An Han answered frankly, “I want to buy the new iPhone 13!”

“Just to buy a phone?”

“What else would it be for?”

【Long Xing’s affection toward you −3】

As expected! This kind of thing really requires a more flexible moral bottom line!

Long Xing already has a bad impression of me! Keep going! Say something even more excessive…

“We haven’t even graduated yet—why buy such an expensive phone?” Long Xing kept his brows knitted, trying to instill proper values in An Han. “Your phone isn’t broken, right? It’s not at the point where you need to replace it. You don’t earn money yet, so you don’t know how hard it is. I worked a summer job before—two months in a factory just to make six thousand…”

The more Long Xing spoke, the more An Han struggled inside.

Long Xing genuinely cared about him. Those excessive words were hard to say to his face.

But to be a normal man again… sorry.

“Brother Long, we’ve been friends for years…” An Han said softly. “Do you… not treat me as a friend?”

Afraid the line might be too damaging and cause Long Xing to cut ties with him on the spot, An Han quickly looked up to observe his expression as soon as he finished speaking.

“Xiao Han, the way you put that…” Long Xing’s face darkened. Then he sighed. “Fine, fine. I’ll go get my ID…”

“I need to be there when you borrow the money, at least to see how much you’re borrowing.”

He shook his head helplessly, already despairing at the thought that when An Han couldn’t repay the loan in the future, he’d be the one miserably paying it off.

【Long Xing’s affection toward you −13】

Success! Thirteen points down—exceeded the target!

An Han’s eyes lit up, and he almost screamed with joy.

But he quickly steadied himself and suddenly patted Long Xing on the shoulder as he was about to head back inside.

Long Xing turned around in surprise, only to see An Han with crescent-shaped eyes full of joy. The corners of his lips lifted, revealing two shallow dimples on his cheeks. His smile was playful and sly.

Since the goal was achieved, he should at least explain things and clear up the image of being materialistic, competitive, and unreasonable that he’d just left behind.

“No need, no need! Brother Long, you’re so righteous!” An Han laughed as he grabbed Long Xing’s arm. “Come on! I’ll treat you to milk tea! Not buying the phone anymore!”

“You… what the hell—”

“Just a prank!”

“What kind of illness do you have in your head?” Seeing that pretty face and learning it was just a prank, the knot in Long Xing’s heart instantly loosened, though he was still a bit angry. “You turn everything into a prank, don’t you?!”

An Han tried hard to give a reasonable explanation for what he’d just said. “Don’t mind it~ I just wanted to test how good our relationship really is!”

In fact, this kind of test was also harmful to friendships, so this explanation probably wouldn’t make Long Xing’s affection rise again.

“I got my answer! Brother Long is the person who treats me best in the world! You’d even lend me your ID!”

Long Xing was utterly bewildered.

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