The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth : Chapter 92 - Make it Public
Chapter 92: Make it Public
At that moment, Jing Sui felt utterly absurd. He had once believed that the boy loved no one, as he not only avoided him but also distanced himself from everyone else. But in this instant, he realized that perhaps that wasn’t true. He wasn’t avoiding everyone—he actually had someone he liked.
And that person… just so happened to be Ning Yu.
Logically, this was the least likely outcome, yet the truth was right before him, leaving him no choice but to accept it. Jing Sui suddenly realized… perhaps he had overlooked something long ago.
Most likely, it all started when Gabriel abducted Ji Ling.
He could never forget the moment he rescued Ji Ling—the anger, pain, and regret that tormented him. At the time, he had no doubt that Ji Ling had been harmed.
But now, seeing Ji Ling’s attitude toward Ning Yu, there wasn’t even a trace of fear or apprehension—only trust and dependence… If Ning Yu had truly hurt him, if he had been violated and tormented, how could he possibly accept Ning Yu like this? Even if Ning Yu had saved him once in their previous life, it would be impossible for Ji Ling to face him without any reservations.
That left only one possibility.
It meant that when Ning Yu abducted Ji Ling, he had never actually harmed him. What Jing Sui had seen that day had merely been a scene deliberately staged for him. Ning Yu had liked Ji Ling since then. But he knew that as Gabriel, he couldn’t openly take Ji Ling away, nor could he abandon his great ambitions for him. He must have known that Ji Ling would inevitably be found by Jing Sui and Carlos. So he simply played along—using the opportunity to frame Carlos while also creating the illusion that Ji Ling had been violated. Though he had no choice but to return Ji Ling at the time, he had already provided him with a perfect excuse to reject Jing Sui.
Jing Sui wasn’t sure whether Ji Ling had known Gabriel’s true identity back then, but one thing was certain—Ji Ling had never actually been harmed. Yet he had gone along with it, pretending to be violated.
Simply because he didn’t want Jing Sui to get close to him.
And back then, he had foolishly believed Ji Ling had been hurt, feeling heartbroken and blaming himself, unaware that in Ji Ling and Ning Yu’s eyes, he was probably nothing more than a joke.
What a flawless performance.
So, when did you find out that Ning Yu was Gabriel? And when did you fall for him?
Jing Sui strode forward.
Ji Ling stared blankly at him, taking in his tense expression, the darkness in his eyes, and the mocking smile at his lips… His heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, he nearly wanted to flee! But before he could, Jing Sui had already arrived beside him, forcing him to put on a stiff smile.
Jing Sui curled his thin lips, looking at him with a smirk. “Seems like that wasn’t the only thing you lied to me about.”
Ji Ling’s expression changed. He instantly understood what Jing Sui meant. Thinking back to how he had pretended to be violated by Gabriel to reject Jing Sui, and now Jing Sui had seen him with Ning Yu… Was he about to explode with rage? Did he think Ji Ling had known Gabriel’s identity all along and had conspired against him?
Ji Ling instantly shrank back. He thought about it—no way, he wasn’t taking the blame for this! After all, the feud between Gabriel and Jing Sui wasn’t just about stealing a lover; it was about the fate of countless lives in the empire, a class struggle that determined life or death. This wasn’t just about love—it was betrayal.
He bit his lip, hesitated, then said, “I’m sorry… I… I wasn’t actually violated by Gabriel. But at that time, I also didn’t know his true identity.”
Jing Sui gazed into the boy’s clear, anxious eyes and didn’t doubt his words… At this point, there was no reason for him to lie.
His soft-spoken words, like a cool breeze, gently swept away the pain, anger, and resentment in Jing Sui’s heart. Fine… at least, in that matter, you didn’t lie to me. You only wanted to protect yourself—you never wanted me dead.
In the end, you were just a softhearted little liar…
Jing Sui suddenly chuckled, a hint of relief appearing in his eyes. After all, what did it matter if he couldn’t let go or if he felt unwilling? He still couldn’t win back the heart of someone who didn’t love him.
If he had loved the boy earlier, if he had noticed the real him sooner—if he had caught this cunning little liar from the start instead of cruelly pushing him away and hurting him—maybe Ji Ling would have been a little softer toward him. But regret was always futile, and blaming others was nothing more than the act of a coward.
The consequences of his past life had led to this moment.
Rebirth, in the end, didn’t change anything.
It was all his own fault.
Sometimes, people simply have to learn to let go.
Jing Sui looked at him and slowly asked, “When did you fall for Ning Yu?”
Ji Ling hesitated for a moment. To be honest, he wasn’t entirely sure of the answer himself…
Jing Sui asked again, “Was it when he saved you in the last life? Or when he captured you that time?”
Ji Ling pressed his lips together and remained silent for a moment. Then, looking directly into Jing Sui’s eyes, he said, “That doesn’t matter anymore.” What matters is that I don’t love you.
Jing Sui was slightly taken aback, then let out a low chuckle. “You’re right.”
It truly no longer mattered when it began. What mattered was that in the end, he had lost completely.
Ji Ling felt this conversation couldn’t continue any further. He decided to walk away coldly and heartlessly, but just as he turned around, Jing Sui suddenly grabbed his wrist, pulling him into his arms. Ji Ling panicked and looked up at him, only to hear a low, angry voice from ahead. “President Fu, isn’t it inappropriate to be harassing someone else’s boyfriend?”
Ji Ling’s heart leaped. He immediately reached out to push Jing Sui away, thinking he wouldn’t budge—but to his surprise, Jing Sui hadn’t used any force at all. With just a light shove, he let go. Only, as Ji Ling pulled away, Jing Sui lowered his head and gently placed a kiss against his cheek.
Then, he let him go.
Ji Ling’s face burned. He rushed over to Ning Yu in a few quick steps, but the cool sensation of Jing Sui’s kiss still lingered against his skin, carrying an unexpected hint of longing and tenderness. He covered his face, utterly flustered. Jing Sui had actually kissed him in front of Ning Yu! They weren’t going to fight, were they?! That bastard—why did he always do things like this?!
Ji Ling recalled what Jing Sui had done to him at his and Carlos’ engagement ceremony last time, thinking to himself: Well, you’re happy now, but I might end up dying in this love triangle showdown… QAQ.
He looked up at Ning Yu and saw that, sure enough, his face was icy cold, his sharp gaze carrying a storm-like fury about to break loose. Ji Ling shivered—this was the first time he had ever seen such a terrifying expression on Ning Yu’s face. He quickly reached out to hold onto Ning Yu’s arm, lowering his voice. “Forget it.”
No matter what Jing Sui had done, Ji Ling still felt somewhat guilty toward him. He didn’t want to make an even bigger scene.
Besides, this wasn’t the interstellar world—what if they got into a fight and ended up being taken away by the police? Did they not care about their reputations at all?!
A surge of anger rolled through Ning Yu’s chest. He had only stepped away for a short while, and Jing Sui had already taken advantage of the situation. Meeting Jing Sui’s amused, mocking gaze, his own eyes turned ice-cold.
Jing Sui was clearly doing this on purpose—he just wanted to provoke him.
Ji Ling was incredibly nervous, genuinely scared, and just wanted to leave with Ning Yu as soon as possible. He blinked up at him, pleading softly, “Let’s go, okay?”
Ning Yu looked into the boy’s watery eyes, took a deep breath, and gradually regained his composure. He stuffed the milk tea he had just bought into Ji Ling’s hand and said, “Alright.”
Ji Ling immediately let out a sigh of relief, holding the milk tea in one hand while grabbing Ning Yu’s hand with the other, turning to leave.
As Ning Yu turned away, he glanced back at Jing Sui, who was also watching him, raising an eyebrow with a faintly indifferent, provocative expression.
Ning Yu’s hand clenched tightly at his side.
Ji Ling pulled Ning Yu along, walking quickly for a long distance before gradually slowing his pace. Ning Yu had remained silent the entire way, not saying a single word. Ji Ling didn’t dare to look up at him—he wasn’t sure how to face him.
Ning Yu must be really angry about what just happened… But he still held back for my sake.
Just then, Ning Yu’s calm voice sounded above him. “Just now, you were protecting him.”
Ji Ling froze in his tracks.
Ning Yu turned his head to look at him, his dark eyes appearing even deeper in the night, his voice carrying a faint chill. “You used to always say you liked him.”
A cold shiver ran up Ji Ling’s spine, and he felt his scalp go numb—Ning Yu was really mad!
He quickly explained, “I only said that because it was part of my character setting! I never actually liked him, I’ve only ever liked you—please believe me!”
Ning Yu narrowed his eyes. “Character setting?”
Ji Ling: “……” Oh no, he had said too much in his rush to explain.
He hesitated for a moment and sneaked a glance at Ning Yu. Come to think of it, Ning Yu was probably the only one left who didn’t know about the novel. If he found out that he was originally supposed to be Jing Sui’s love interest, that would only add fuel to the fire—this wasn’t the time to tell him…
Ji Ling carefully chose his words and cautiously said, “Because of the car accident, I was supposed to die in this world. A being that called itself the ‘System’ gave me a task—to go to your world and replace the original ‘Ji Ling’ for a period of time, ensuring that the world’s course wouldn’t be altered. The reward was my revival in this world. But I couldn’t act against my assigned character or let anyone discover my true identity, or I would fail the mission. I wanted to survive and return home, so… I’m sorry.”
I lied to all of you.
Ji Ling left out the part about the novel and the true goal of his mission, but he laid everything else bare. This was the first time he had confided his secret to anyone, as if finally releasing the long-buried guilt and pressure from his heart.
It had been difficult—bearing this weight alone.
Even though he had only done what the original host would have done, the fact remained that he was not the original Ji Ling. He couldn’t help but feel guilty for deceiving and hurting others. And today, because of that guilt, he had instinctively defended Jing Sui, which must have upset Ning Yu… But he truly didn’t know how else to handle it. What was the right thing to do? How could he avoid hurting anyone? Was he supposed to just stand by and watch them fight, cheering them on? He couldn’t do that…
Ning Yu was right—he was still too immature. If only he could have handled things better.
Ji Ling’s eyelashes trembled as he bit his lip, remaining silent. After a moment, he suddenly felt a gentle hand rest on his head, softly ruffling his hair. A warm, soothing voice reached his ears. “You don’t need to feel sorry for anyone.”
Ji Ling looked up in surprise.
Ning Yu’s eyes were filled with warmth and a hint of indulgent helplessness. “You were only trying to survive. Everyone fights for their own survival, but you never had any intention of truly hurting anyone. All you did was pretend to like someone who was never going to love you anyway. And you had your own limits…” He lowered his head slightly, locking eyes with Ji Ling, his voice deep and comforting. “He has never lacked admirers. Many people have spoken false words of love to him, yet no one has ever managed to deceive him… He fell for you not because you tricked him, but because you are someone worth loving. Do you understand? So you don’t need to feel guilty toward him.”
Huh? Ji Ling stared blankly at Ning Yu. Is that really how it is?
Something about this logic seemed off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it…
Ning Yu paused, then added, “And if you still feel guilty, just remember how heartless he was in the first life—it should be even now. You never owed him anything. He was the one who failed to cherish you sooner.”
Ji Ling was silent for a long time before his eyes suddenly stung. He smiled faintly. Even though I know you’re just trying to comfort me… thank you.
Thank you for saying these words to me.
Thank you for telling me that I don’t have to dwell on all of this, that I don’t have to carry such a burden.
Ning Yu gazed at the boy tenderly, his expression filled with affection. He lowered his head until their foreheads touched, his voice husky as he murmured, “And besides… I don’t want you to feel guilty toward him.”
Ji Ling was gently embraced by Ning Yu. The tall man was so close to him, his voice soft yet tinged with suppressed restraint. “Sometimes, guilt can turn into love. I'm very selfish. I hope you can completely let go of him, forget about him… from now on, just remember me alone. That's enough. If you must feel guilty…”
"Then only feel guilty toward me."
He raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushing against Ji Ling's cheek and earlobe as he spoke hoarsely. “You used to scold me, yell at me, have people kidnap me, and even threatened to cripple me. You sent Wen Yan to set me up. You pretended to like Jing Sui, you pretended to trust Carlos, and you were even willing to defend Wen Yan. But you were always the most unkind to me alone… I may be strong, but that doesn't mean I can't be hurt. I can be sad too. So… be a little kinder to me from now on, and stop thinking about others, okay?”
When Ji Ling heard the first sentence, he found it a bit ridiculous—That was just a persona, not my true intent! But by the time he heard the last sentence, all he felt was heartache and guilt…
This time, even though he knew it was another one of Ning Yu's traps…
He still willingly stepped into it.
Ji Ling reached out and hugged Ning Yu back, pressing close to his neck, and earnestly whispered by his ear, “But I only like you. From now on, I'll make it up to you…”
Ning Yu smiled. His dark eyes gleamed brightly yet softly. He kissed the boy's eyelashes and said, “Alright.”
Then pay me back with yourself.
This is your promise to me.
………………
A few days later, it was New Year's Day, and the school went on break. Everyone returned home one after another.
Ji Ling was also preparing to go home. After thinking for a moment, he asked Ning Yu: [Do you have any plans for New Year's?]
Ning Yu: [No plans.]
Ji Ling: [Aren't you going home? Ning Kehan went back.]
Ning Yu: [That’s not my home.]
Ji Ling's mind immediately filled in the gaps, and he felt a pang of heartache. He had real family here, so of course, he couldn't wait to go home. But Ning Yu… even if he went back, he'd still have to be cautious and keep up his facade, right? Thinking about how he used to constantly wear a mask himself, it was no wonder Ning Yu didn't want to go back. Being alone was probably more comfortable.
Ji Ling was overwhelmed with sympathy and said: [Then come have dinner at my place.]
Ning Yu: [Is that okay?]
Ji Ling: [Of course! What's the problem?]
Ning Yu: [Alright.]
An hour later, the two of them stood outside Ji Ling's house.
Although Ji Ling had been so sure earlier that there was no issue, now that he was actually at the doorstep, he started feeling anxious and uneasy.
On a whim, he had invited Ning Yu home, but this time was different from before. They had already confirmed their relationship and even come out at school. But his parents didn't know yet!
Should he tell them? Or not?
Although he had been brave at school, when it came to facing his parents, Ji Ling was still so nervous that his whole body stiffened.
Forget it, he'll just take it one step at a time!
Ji Ling took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and opened the door, leading Ning Yu inside. As he walked, he thought about how to bring up the subject, but the moment he looked into the living room, his eyes widened in shock.
W-What the hell?!
Ji Xuesong saw Ji Ling and smiled cheerfully from the sofa. “Xiao Ling, you're back.”
Ji Ling opened his mouth, “Dad…”
Ji Xuesong then pointed to the elegant and handsome man with brown hair and brown eyes sitting beside him, watching TV in a relaxed manner. Smiling, he said, “This is Mr. Field, a friend I met while doing photography outside. I invited him over for dinner. You can call him Uncle Field.”
Ji Ling: “…”
He stood there, stiff as a board, unable to move forward or back. Ning Yu, however, was only briefly surprised before regaining his composure. He stepped forward with a calm expression, placed a reassuring hand on Ji Ling’s shoulder, and smiled politely. “Hello, Uncle Ji. I’m Ji Ling classmate’s older brother, Ning Yue.”
Ji Xuesong finally noticed Ning Yu and smiled warmly. “Oh, come in, don’t just stand at the door.”
At that moment, Yang Wei also came out of the kitchen. Having met Ning Yu before, she greeted him with familiarity, “Xiao Ling said you'd be joining us for dinner, so I made a few extra dishes.”
Ji Ling moved like a puppet, walking stiffly inside with synchronized hands and feet, his palms sweaty. Just a moment ago, he had been worried about coming out to his parents, but now, all he could worry about was—what the hell was Carlos up to by showing up at his house?!
This villain and his endless schemes… Ji Ling was utterly on edge QAQ.
Too nervous to speak, Ji Ling remained silent, while Ning Yu acted naturally, even initiating a conversation with Carlos. The two pretended not to know each other and seemed to be chatting pleasantly. Ji Ling’s father, Ji Xuesong, quickly took a liking to Ning Yu, impressed by his polite and articulate manner. He found him to be a well-mannered young man with an affable personality.
Yang Wei leaned close to Ji Xuesong and whispered a few words in his ear. Ji Xuesong's eyes immediately lit up—So this young man was the older brother of Xiao Ling’s girlfriend?
At that realization, Ji Xuesong became even friendlier toward Ning Yu.
The five of them sat down to eat together. Ji Ling sat beside Ning Yu, and just one seat away on his right was Carlos.
This felt like a death trap…
Ji Ling ate as if every second was torment, but to his surprise, Carlos barely spoke to him. Most of the time, he was engaged in conversation with Ji Xuesong, as if they were old friends who had hit it off. Carlos was refined, intelligent, and well-versed in various topics. Ji Xuesong enjoyed their conversation so much that he even enthusiastically invited Carlos to visit again in the future…
Ji Ling desperately wanted to scream, ‘No!’ but he didn’t dare make a sound. QAQ
So, he could only endure it.
Noticing Ji Ling's anxiety, Ning Yu turned to him with a gentle gaze, discreetly squeezing Ji Ling’s hand under the table. His lips moved silently: Carlos won’t act recklessly.
Only then did Ji Ling feel a little relieved.
At that moment, Carlos suddenly shifted the conversation, smiling at Ji Ling. “I heard that you study painting? Have you ever considered developing your skills abroad? I can help you get into a foreign school. XX University has a very prestigious fine arts department.”
It was an extremely tempting offer, but Ji Ling refused without hesitation, gritting his teeth. “No need, thank you.”
Carlos looked into Ji Ling’s eyes, then let out a soft chuckle and said nothing more.
Ji Xuesong smiled and came out to smooth things over. “This child has never left home before. He gets scared at the mention of going abroad. Thank you for your kindness; we truly appreciate it.”
Carlos smiled. “It’s alright. If he ever wants to go abroad in the future, he can still reach out to me. I’d be happy to help.”
Ji Xuesong was pleased and said, “Thank you, let me toast to you.”
After that, Carlos didn’t say anything more to Ji Ling, who kept his head down and quietly ate his meal.
Yang Wei glanced at her son. Since when had he ever been this quiet? Was it because there were guests? But that shouldn’t be enough to make him act like this. Something felt off, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on what.
By the time dinner ended, it was already past eight.
Carlos finally got up to leave.
Ji Ling hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stood up and said firmly to Carlos, “Mr. Field, I’ll walk you out.”
Carlos looked at him with a smile and said, “Alright.”
Ning Yu took the opportunity to excuse himself as well, leaving together with Ji Ling.
The three of them walked downstairs to the entrance.
Ji Ling frowned, watching Carlos warily. “Why did you come here today?”
Carlos glanced meaningfully at Ning Yu before finally resting his gaze on Ji Ling. He seemed a bit sorrowful as he said, “You’ve rejected my offer once again.”
Ji Ling, already annoyed, bristled. Who asked you to come to my house?! He said coldly, “You knew I wouldn’t agree.”
Carlos sighed. “Even if you don’t like me, what exactly did I do today to make you so angry? Just because I didn’t tell you before coming here?”
Ji Ling: “…” Well… he hadn’t really done anything outrageous…
Carlos's expression darkened slightly as he slowly said, “I just wanted to see your home… to see the place you were so determined to return to. Now that I have, I’m truly happy for you.”
Ji Ling’s emotions grew complicated. Carlos really had changed a lot…
Carlos looked at him deeply and added, “But you know I won’t give up, don’t you?”
Ning Yu finally reached out, pulling Ji Ling into his arms. His sharp gaze locked onto Carlos as he spoke each word with deliberate emphasis. “I told you last time—he loves me.”
Carlos wasn’t angered. Instead, he looked at Ning Yu with a half-smile and raised his tone slightly. “Oh? And how much does he love you?”
Ning Yu’s face darkened.
Carlos no longer looked at him. Instead, he gazed at Ji Ling with deep affection and sighed softly, his voice low and elegant. “I’m returning home. If you ever have the time, you can visit my country. There will always be a place for you there—my love.”
Y-you-you-you! Don’t say such nonsense! Who’s your love?!
Ji Ling felt Ning Yu’s grip on him tighten sharply, and his face turned pale with nervousness.
After saying those words, Carlos turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness before long.
The dimly lit stairwell was silent, with only the sound of their breathing remaining. Ji Ling didn’t dare to move, feeling the strong arms around him.
The next second… Ning Yu suddenly pulled him in and pressed him against the wall, lowering his head to kiss him forcefully.
The kiss was fierce, as if he wanted to tear him apart and devour him, leaving Ji Ling breathless.
Ji Ling whimpered, tears welling up in his eyes, but he was too timid to resist. He had too many romantic debts… He felt guilty…
Ning Yu bit his lips harshly, his breath heavy as he growled, “I’m jealous.”
Ji Ling's eyes shimmered with moisture. He took a deep breath, looking at Ning Yu with grievance. “I already told him not to do this… but he wouldn’t listen…”
Ning Yu stared at him coldly, as if he wanted to just take him away so no one else could ever lay a hand on him.
It took him a long while to calm down.
He had always known it wasn’t Ji Ling’s fault. The boy had tried so hard to reject and avoid them, yet those people refused to let go because they too had seen his worth…But the most pathetic part was that he found himself lacking confidence.
Even though he pretended to have everything under control, he still had moments of insecurity.
Was he truly the most special one? Or was he only favored because of the advantage of his position? Even after using Ji Ling’s soft-heartedness again and again to secure his place, he still feared that one day, someone else would find an opening…
That one day, he would no longer be special. That Ji Ling might see the good in someone else.
That he would lose him.
‘Ding-dong’—the elevator chimed as the doors opened.
Yang Wei stepped out, carrying a trash bag.
Ning Yu’s eyes sharpened, and he instantly let go, stepping back.
But just then, Ji Ling suddenly reached out, wrapped his arms around Ning Yu’s neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
Ning Yu’s pupils contracted in shock, unable to believe what was happening.
Ji Ling’s eyes sparkled with a soft smile, clear and resolute. The kiss was gentle and lingering… He gazed into Ning Yu’s eyes and whispered by his ear, “I’m sorry for making you feel insecure.”
As Yang Wei stepped out of the elevator, she saw her son standing in the stairwell—kissing a man. She was so shocked that she dropped the trash bag in her hands.
Ji Ling slowly turned his head and met his mother’s stunned gaze. Then, he said, “Mom… actually, the person I’m dating is Ning Yue.”
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