After the Breakup, a Song Called "Without Makeup" Resonates Across the Internet
Lighthearted romance, humor, single female lead, practically no system involved—Jiang Yu finds himself transported to a parallel world, only to discover that his beloved girlfriend is, in fact, a master manipulator. Dragged out for drinks by his roommates, he takes the stage and, with an original song, publicly announces his newfound single status. Little does he expect that this performance will catch the eye of the nation’s darling, Su Muyu, right there in the bar. His fame spreads even further at the graduation party. From there, invitations begin to pour in—from singing together, to appearing on shows, to acting in dramas. None of this would be a problem, if only there wasn’t something strange in the way the nation’s little sister looks at him. But just look at her figure—it's enough to test the resolve of even the most upright official. Who could withstand such a temptation?
After the Breakup, a Song Called "Without Makeup" Resonates Across the Internet
In a shabby, cramped rental apartment, Jiang Yu sat on the bed, his head pounding with a dull ache. In his hand, he still held his phone, filled with an endless stream of nauseating chat logs.
"Picture."
"Who is this?"
"Who sent you this?"
"Don’t you want to explain it to me?"
"Jiang Yu, I’m sorry. We’ve been together for three years, but I later realized my feelings for you are more like those for a brother. I’ve always thought of you as a sibling."
"Since you’ve seen it, I won’t say more. Let’s break up. I want someone who soars like a dragon."
"Our partnership at the graduation party is over, too. I’m afraid my current boyfriend would misunderstand."
Having just absorbed a flood of memories from the body’s original owner, Jiang Yu’s mind was still clouded. The room was in utter disarray: beer bottles strewn across the floor, cigarette butts floating in puddles of water, all combining to create a choking, acrid stench.
In his memory, he was a senior at Jiangxia Film Academy. Back in his freshman year, thanks to his striking good looks, he was voted campus heartthrob. The first time he attended class, he was smitten with Zhao Yiyi, the department’s beauty, and began pursuing her with unwavering devotion. They got together quickly, and he’d thought they’d marry after graduation. Yet now, in his senior year, after just two internships and before even finishing college, she’d broken up with him.
He’d called her countless times, but she never answered. Her replies
