I Can Fix Her

The girl was wearing a plain and tacky tracksuit, with a white cloth tied around her head, and her smooth black hair twisted into two simple braids like a village girl’s.

The words on her clothes read: “Don’t mess with me, I’m beautiful on my own.”

The stark contrast of this intense magical reality makes it hard to imagine that just 48 hours ago, she was wearing haute couture dresses, adorned with jewels from the renowned luxury brand “White Diamond Variation” series, standing among a group of rich people where the combined wealth of any ordinary person and their fortune would ensure a worry-free life of luxury and leisure for generations.

At this moment, she rubbed her red eyes and nose, bowing her head to silently memorize ancient texts she had never seen before.

In her heart, she cursed Bai Weiran fiercely.

Just when she thought he had a little tenderness in him, accompanying her quietly and comforting her in a low voice when she cried.

She didn’t continue to comment on the right or wrong of this affection.

“I’ll stand by your side and help you through this,” he said.

This sentence was like a gentle hand, lightly brushing over the most delicate string in her heart.

She felt somewhat inexplicably moved.

But the next moment, Bai Weiran glanced at the time and uttered cold words with a thirty-seven-degree mouth.

“Alright, let’s start studying!”

“Time and tide wait for no man, your youth doesn’t return, so don’t waste it.”

He didn’t leave, sitting quietly by her side like a private tutor, accompanying her in her studies.

“This one is interesting, don’t rush to turn the page.”

Qin Ning was about to turn the page, but Bai Weiran stopped her. When Qin Ning looked at the content of that page, she was somewhat puzzled.

“There are three types of friends who bring benefits: the friend who is honest, the friend who is sincere, and the friend who is knowledgeable.”

It was a very simple sentence, and the annotations explained it all. At a glance, one could understand its meaning.

It couldn’t be any clearer.

“I understand it,” Qin Ning argued seriously, feeling that Bai Weiran was insulting her intelligence.

“Understanding it and truly grasping it are two different things,” Bai Weiran shrugged.

“You may understand it and score well on exams, but if you can’t apply it in your daily life, if you can’t recall it when needed, if it doesn’t accompany you, then you haven’t truly grasped it. What you’ve grasped becomes part of your foundational mental model, whether you want to use it or not. It will naturally apply to your habits and life.”

Qin Ning was very indignant.

“Why do you think I’m useless!? Honest friends, sincere friends, and knowledgeable friends, I have them all.”

Bai Weiran had long anticipated Qin Ning’s personality. After removing her Yandere tendency toward that one man, her personality seemed more like that of a spoiled child who simultaneously bore the pressure of authority figures at home.

On the surface, she was stubborn and domineering, but beneath that exterior, she was hollow, insecure, and weak.

Before starting the task, he carefully observed the personal profiles of these “Yandere” girls – after all, Bai Weiran was overly cautious.

He found that many Yandere personalities were intricately linked to their upbringing in their original families, and the man they fell in love with was often the catalyst for the explosion of these personalities.

This situation reminded him of a very old joke.

There was a fool traveling. Along the way, he was very hungry and came to a restaurant.

He ordered many dishes and ate them all but still felt hungry.

So the owner thought for a moment and brought out a piece of cake for the fool to eat. After finishing it, the fool immediately felt full.

The fool said, “Ah, if I had known that eating just one cake would make me full, I shouldn’t have eaten those dishes earlier. I could have just eaten this cake.”

The restaurant owner immediately realized that this was a fool and told him, “Yes, this is a magical cake.”

The fool bought other cakes at prices tens of times higher than those of the previous dishes and firmly believed that they were the best food in the world, then left.

Qin Ning’s father was a powerful figure in charge of a large conglomerate, and her mother is also a woman with a strong personality. They inadvertently instilled a sense of mindset in Qin Ning since childhood.

【As long as you listen to me, all problems can be solved】

——There is no such thing in the world.

Qin Ning seemed to have a lot, but actually lost more freedom of thought and action under the control of her parents.

She wants to be loved, but the relatives she should be most attached to use methods of mental whipping, behavioral suppression, reprimand, and control to manage her.

She was like someone who had eaten many dishes but still felt hungry.

And Lin Luo was nothing more than that piece of cake, suddenly making her feel loved, going from hunger to satisfaction in an instant.

This man’s value was far lower than her expectations, but she firmly believed it was this piece of cake that had made her full.

At this time, it is not practical to belittle the man or let her choose to fight against her parents.

The former could easily lead to falling back into emotional whirlpools when facing it again, while the latter would result in a tangled mess of family affairs.

As for the proportion of love and control in all of this, he couldn’t say for sure. Only the person involved, Qin Ning, could discern it. And when she did, accepting love but resisting control, not just resisting or being angry or obedient, she would truly learn how to interact with her parents.

The actions taken at that time would belong to a truly integrated worldview.

Having her breaking off her relationships with her parents and running away from home because of their control and oppression was quite boring.

So Bai Weiran decided to start with the third option, friends.

In this world, there are people with skewed worldviews, but there are also many people with normal worldviews. Learning to filter and approach them is an important task.

He lightly tapped the table with his fingertips and pushed the half-box of strawberries towards Qin Ning, speaking casually.

“Let me guess, do your friends often put you in this kind of situation?”

“You feel lonely, like you don’t need anyone’s help and no one wants to help you, which makes you feel worthless.”

“Then you seek dependence, seeking validation, but this person criticizes you, blames you, teaches you to feel pain and pressure.”

“You feel stressed and under pressure, so you get close to friends who make you feel relaxed and have fun? But after the revelry, you feel the initial loneliness again?”

With each statement he made, Qin Ning’s complexion gradually paled.

Bai Weiran’s words were like a direct stab to the heart, not painful, but rather soft, piercing deeply and causing a flood of memories and emotions in her heart.

Qin Ning did indeed often feel lonely.

She did have everything that everyone envied, but she didn’t feel connected to this world. She often felt that if it wasn’t her today and someone else played Qin Ning, it wouldn’t matter and no one would care.

She carried many labels, but those labels had nothing to do with her as a person.

She felt very lost, wanting to find comfort and guidance from her parents, but her parents were most concerned about their careers. When communicating with her, they only asked about her studies and academic results, and she rarely satisfied them, receiving only blame and criticism.

Her parents would accuse her of being indecisive and sentimental, only to fail to do what’s right in front of her. What’s so difficult about it? Plan rigorously, implement step by step, and solve problems as they arise.

This was a common problem among many successful people, where rational thinking and business efficiency far outweighed human considerations.

Qin Ning encountered such parents. They were very successful as social elites but very unsuccessful as parents.

And now, Qin Ning had reached the third stage mentioned by Bai Weiran.

She hung out with friends who lived for pleasure, indulging in eating, drinking, and partying, buying every new luxury item without missing a single one. She could fill two rooms with unopened luxury goods, and she couldn’t even remember what mood she was in when she bought them.

Yet, she still felt empty. When she was with people, she was lively, but when she was alone, she felt extremely empty.

She still felt very lonely.

Lin Luo appeared in this loneliness.

Lin Luo would use a lonely and aloof expression, speaking indifferently about things that others wouldn’t say to her.

“You’re just a kid who does whatever they want with their parents’ money.”

“What value do you think you have? I’m not interested in you.”

“…Aren’t you women all the same?”

But despite saying these things, Lin Luo behaved gently and considerately towards her, never refusing her.

His rationale was: “I need money, and you have money. I’m employed as your private tutor, so we’re just in an employer-client relationship.”

Caught in this tug-of-war, Qin Ning became more determined to prove herself different from others in front of Lin Luo.

But the more she tried hard, the more Lin Luo avoided her.

In the end, she couldn’t stand this relationship anymore. She wanted to imprison him, to possess him.

She used the excuse of celebrating her academic progress to invite Lin Luo to a hotel, drugging him, and then planning to rape him all day long.

She snapped back to reality from her memories, finding herself holding a strawberry, followed by a fork, and then the hand of the masked man.

His knuckles were distinct, white from not being exposed to the sun often.

The hand holding the fork also pretended to be upper-class elegant, composed and self-assured.

“Here, have a strawberry,” Bai Weiran said.

“Eat more, it’s good for your skin.”

Strawberries were expensive, and if it weren’t for wanting to improve her mood, he wouldn’t have bought such fruit.

A few apples and oranges would suffice for nutrition.

But, it was unavoidable. It was his first time kidnapping someone, and he felt a little guilty.

The girl took it, forgetting to be wary or refuse, and took a bite. The strawberry tasted sour and sweet in her mouth.

“If people only need to point out problems without providing any solutions, then that’s the simplest thing in the world,” Bai Weiran said, taking a strawberry himself.

The two of them ate fruit, a book titled “On X Language” lay open on the table. The room was softly lit, with the balcony door open, letting in a gentle breeze. Bai Weiran had deliberately set up the room to allow for natural airflow, but to keep out dust or insects.

Always being in air-conditioned rooms, people ended up like greenhouse plants.

In a semi-open dimensional room, youths from different parallel universes chatted casually.

“No matter how well you do, others can always find fault in it. So don’t admire those who point out problems, those who speak sharp words but ultimately say nothing. Instead, look at how people respond to the problem. There’s no such thing as a correct answer when it comes to matters involving people, but you can still distinguish between them — attribute your happiness and improvement to these responses.”

“I mentioned the three situations you have around you: a sense of loneliness, being criticized and devalued by intimate relationships, and then falling into hedonism. Often, people unconsciously cycle through these three situations.”

“And this great sage gave us an answer: you should seek the fourth type of friend.”

Bai Weiran pointed to a sentence on the page.

“Honest, sincere, knowledgeable friends. This kind of friend will not only make you happy when you’re with them but also benefit you.”

The girl felt that it made sense, but she didn’t quite understand.

“I, still don’t quite understand…”

Bai Weiran just smiled and gave a simple answer.

“Let me talk about my personal habits — I will seek out those who, every time we meet, always leave me feeling fulfilled, even if we don’t speak to each other and just silentyly sat on each other side the whole time. But this is my answer that applies to me; you should have your own. The key is happiness.”

“If you spend ninety percent of your time feeling pain and only ten percent feeling happy doing something, no matter how great others say that thing is, it’s definitely not good for you.”

“Find yourself these friends that would leave you happy for a long time, and spend more time with them.”

Their conversation ended here.

Qin Ning sat with her chin in her hand, somewhat lost in thought.

Bai Weiran also flipped through the book beside her, his eyes lowered, his posture relaxed, and the cover carefully placed to conceal it from view.

He decided that later on, he would guide Qin Ning to read the Four Great Classical Novels. He himself would need to preview them first, filtering out content unsuitable for the girl.

He might as well start with the notorious “Golden X Plum”…