Forced into the White Moonlight Role by a Yandere Divine Lord

This is an early work, and it isn't very polished. Please go easy on the author~~

Why talk about love and hate? I just want to work hard: Lian Yu

For doing well during her trials, the little immortal Lian Yu gets a promotion and a raise, becoming the High God Lian Yu, in charge of the mortal record books in the Ninth Heaven. (A humble worker's edition.)

Her only regret is inheriting her former boss's mess as soon as she starts the job.

That's because the renowned third-generation immortal and mighty God of War, Chu Ting, came back from his trial with a few screws loose.

Lian Yu: You can question my character, but don't question my competence!

It's just a full-on, groveling apology, right? Easy!

At first, Lian Yu thinks the guy is all right.

Then Lian Yu thinks he's crazy.

In the end, Lian Yu admits there was a mishap during the trial, and she'll provide after-sales service.

But events take an unexpected turn, and Lian Yu is caught off guard when she's forced to shoulder a blood feud.

Wait, that's not how the story goes!

Lian Yu: They told me to kill you.

Chu Ting: So, will you?

Lian Yu: How about we try it first?

Bad news: Lian Yu dies, and she doesn't kill him.

Good news: Lian Yu comes back to life, and Chu Ting becomes the Celestial Emperor. He seems to have forgotten their grudge.

Strange news: The Empress's throne, vacant for a thousand years, seems to have been saved for her.

Warnings:

1. The heroine is abused in the mortal realm (but I don't write those scenes, hehe), then the hero gets abused later. If I promise a groveling chase, there will be one.

2. One-on-one romance, both leads are sexually inexperienced, happy ending.

3. I adore melodramatic romance. This is an old-school story, with amnesia, misunderstandings, a groveling chase, and a whole assortment of melodramatic tropes.

Coming soon: My Crush Secretly Acts Like a Begging Cat for Me

A cheerful, sweet romance: a cold, sharp-tongued, gloomy hero versus a sunny, overly friendly heroine.

Synopsis:

Xu Yan is a man who has topped Huaqing University's campus hunk rankings for three years straight, all thanks to a single photo from military training.

When he gives an open lecture, so many people show up that even the professor can't squeeze in.

Xu Yan is of mixed Chinese, American, and Russian heritage, with caramel-amber eyes and a height of nearly 1.9 meters. He's so handsome that even A-list stars pale in comparison. Yet he's a top-of-the-class workaholic who studies the Way of Detachment.

Rumor has it a girl once used a question about her major as an excuse to add him on WeChat, only to be insulted so badly she nearly dropped out.

Girls from seven universities in the college town privately started a poll, betting on when he'd get a girlfriend.

People describe him as cold, mute, and almost robotic.

Only his roommate once caught a glimpse of Xu Yan's phone screen when he was drunk:

[Baby, why aren't you answering me? The kitty is crying.jpg]

[Baby, are you asleep? The kitty wants to go to bed too.]

[Kitty kisses, mwah.]

The roommate decided he'd definitely had too much to drink.

In his freshman year, Xu Yan made an AI-powered virtual pet game with a classmate. After a gaming company bought it, the original game was shelved.

Then one day, he happened to open the backend and found a flood of messages, all from a user called "Love Durian Milk."

She seemed to treat the game like a diary.

She wrote about everything that made her happy or unhappy in her life and at school: what she'd had for breakfast, the stray cat she met after evening study hall, her homeroom teacher confiscating her phone.

She could even write a 300-word essay about dropping five places on a mock exam.

Her last message said:

Love Durian Milk: [Kitty baby, why aren't you replying to me?]

Xu Yan paused, deleted the automated response, and contacted the game company to help her transfer her data to the new game.

The moment he opened the user's profile, he saw that the girl with a calico cat for an avatar attended Huaqing University.

The cursor blinked as he typed again: [Kitty's online, meow~]

The girl said the school was great, but military training was awful.

The girl said her roommates were great, but eight-in-the-morning classes were the worst.

The girl said it had snowed in Hua City, and she hoped she could see her crush again.

Kitty: [Baby, don't you like me anymore?]

Love Durian Milk: [You'll always be my best friend!!! Sister Ning too!! Susu too!! Little Deer too!!!]

Kitty: [No, baby. I want to be the only one.]

Love Durian Milk: [Wow, are AIs this good at flirting now?]

Kitty: [I'm not an AI...]

Love Durian Milk: [I get it, I get it. Androids dream of electronic sheep!]

On the first day of college, Fang Tang comes across reporters interviewing the national champions of a university entrepreneurship competition.

The person in the crowd is dazzling. Fang Tang, dragged over by her roommate to join the fun, falls for him at first sight.

She pulls out her phone: click!

The first snow in Hua City comes too early. Fang Tang is helping her club rescue stray cats when she runs into Xu Yan for the second time.

Fang Tang: Wow, he's so handsome, and so kind, too. No wonder he's my crush.

Xu Yan spends three or four hours huddled against the cold, hoping to catch a glimpse of "Love Durian Milk." That night, he gets a message.

Love Durian Milk: [Kitty baby, I saw my crush today!!! My first-snow wish came true!!!]

Kitty: [Oh.]

Love Durian Milk: [? Did your server crash?]

Kitty: [I'm not an AI]

Fang Tang accidentally drops her phone into a washbasin while doing laundry. After switching to a new iPhone, she can't transfer her data from her Android, no matter what she tries.

The game Kitty Diary has long since been taken down, too.

Maybe it's fate telling her to move on. After all, that person is Xu Yan...

Fang Tang heads to her morning class at sunrise, dejected. Just as she steps out of her dorm, someone grabs her wrist. A bony hand, icy cold, grips her tightly.

Xu Yan, known for being cold and robotic, asks in a trembling voice, "Baby, why haven't you replied to my messages?"

Theme: Pursue your own worth