Xia Yuan’s new single “Peaceful Goodbye” exploded across the internet like a cultural grenade. This stark departure from her usual saccharine pop style—leaning into early-2000s emo aesthetics—polarized fans.
Yet controversy bred virality. Within 24 hours, the track topped QQ Music’s trending charts while its C-site audio version rocketed into the platform’s “Must-Watch Top 3.”
But beyond musical critique, the true frenzy centered on one burning question:
Did Yuan Yuan and Fang Bao just confirm their relationship… only to immediately break up?
[Wouldn’t exes singing breakup duets at KTV be weirder?]
This single snarky bullet comment ignited a wildfire of relatable roasts across the video. Meanwhile, the trio’s inner circle maintained radio silence—until Zhang Ming blundered into their group chat like a bull in a china shop:
【@FangHasYuanXi】 WTF happened? You and Yuan fighting?
User [LordArrogantNoneLikeMe] has been muted for 10 minutes by admin [YourYibao].
Yue Xinyi privately berated him: “They’re literally grieving a breakup, and you barge in asking like it’s gossip hour?!”
“Use your brain! If you must know…” Xinyi hesitated. Truthfully, she was dying for answers herself.
The changed signatures had her spiraling. Had Mei Fang and Lin Youxi’s closeness finally crossed a line? What if Yuan caught them in some compromising position—
No. Don’t even think it.
Xinyi’s stomach churned. She’d initially shipped MeiFang x Youxi hardcore before Yuan entered the picture. The trio dynamic had been messy yet sweet… until Mei Fang chose Yuan. Now this?
Her investigative texts to Guo Yun and Liu Xiaoyu yielded nothing—their vague replies only deepening her suspicion. The cognitive dissonance was torture. The source of thɪs content is NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
We’re supposed to be rising stars! How did it collapse so fast?
All she could do was pray Mei Fang wasn’t actually the scumbag her nightmares painted him to be.
Peng Xue had virtually disappeared from the digital world since running off to Chengdu with her cousin. Even Xia Yuan’s relationship status bomb barely elicited a ripple—which ironically worried Yuan more than outrage would have.
“Ah Fang… Should I call her? She cares so much about us—”
“Let it be for now.” Mei Fang pinched her cheek. “Focus on your own waterworks first, crybaby.”
“Who’s a—ow!” Yuan retaliated with a playful tackle, their tussle only interrupted by Lin Youxi’s breakfast announcement.
“Stop fooling around. We’ll be late.”
As they ate, Yuan pondered theatrically, “Should I act heartbroken? Otherwise nobody’ll believe we split up.”
Youxi arched an eyebrow. “Does that mean no more PDA with Ah Fang? Handing him to me completely?”
“Absolutely not!” Yuan huffed. “He’s ours!”
Mei Fang clinked his milk glass. “Then let’s give everyone… a performance of normalcy.”
The school buzzed with anticipation. Conventional wisdom dictated that deeper love bred uglier breakups—icy silence, tear-streaked faces, maybe even a cafeteria slap fight.
So when Xia Yuan arrived solo, whispers erupted:
“It’s true! The golden couple’s finished!”
“Childhood friends were doomed from the start—”
“Bet he cheated with that icy class president—”
Then Mei Fang and Lin Youxi appeared.
What followed wasn’t acrimony, but Yuan playfully scolding Mei Fang as he ruffled her hair—their dynamic unchanged, with Youxi watching indulgently.
The peanut gallery collectively short-circuited.
“??? Thought they broke up?! FAKE NEWS!”