"Jiang Xinnian, are you going to tell me or not!"
"Son, I was planning to, but since you just kicked me, your old man’s decided to teach you a lesson!"
Jiang Xinnian sprinted ahead while Jiang Liu chased after him, the two of them dashing past a group of kids playing in the dirt.
"So it’s true that I have a girlfriend?"
"Damn right, son!"
Jiang Xinnian quickly hopped into his beat-up second-hand Sagitar, honked at his son, and sped off.
Before leaving, he even shouted:
"Make up some nice stories about your old man in front of your little girlfriend! When you get married, I’ll sell everything I own to impress the in-laws!"
"I don’t believe a word you say!"
The streets, nearly at rush hour, might as well have been an amusement park to him—he vanished around the corner in two minutes, leaving no trace.
...
Outside the Ginza Supermarket.
"Anyway, Dad’s idea is for us to move out."
Jiang Liu took his mom’s backpack, which usually held a thermos and a big roll of toilet paper from home.
But today, it was clearly different.
Unprepared, Jiang Liu nearly stumbled from the weight when he took it.
Why is it so heavy?
Mom was still mulling over the move.
"Did he say why?"
"No, but I bet he just wants some money."
Jiang Liu wasn’t telling the whole truth. Forget the fact that his deadbeat dad spoke in riddles.
Even if there really was some weirdo targeting him,
this was something he’d keep to himself.
Families are different.
Some are the strongest support for someone drifting alone in the world—solid and unshakable.
But others are barely holding up appearances, collapsing at the slightest breeze.
Ji Chunhua didn’t dwell on it too much, perhaps already used to her ex-husband’s antics.
Her small frame stopped amid the rush-hour crowd.
She just took the bag back from her son and gave him a once-over:
"Sorry, son. I was supposed to pick you up from the hospital, but my shift got changed last minute. Aunt Liu swapped to take her kid to get some paperwork done..."
"I’m a grown man, perfectly fine on my own. I should’ve just discharged myself."
"Let me make it up to you tonight. I asked the butcher this morning to save the best spare ribs for us. I’ll stew some fish too, and I bought some blueberries..."
"Those things are expensive. Why’d you get them?"
"You used to love them. The doctor said we should jog your memory with familiar things, so I’ll buy whatever you liked as a kid from now on."
Mother and son walked side by side on the sidewalk, surrounded by dog-walkers, giggling couples, and flickering streetlights.
Their conversation held no earth-shattering emotions, no clichéd sacrifices, not even a hint of anything beyond ordinary family chatter.
Real love is in the everyday.
Jiang Liu took the heavy bag back.
Sometimes, the most material things insist on feeling spiritual.
The bag weighed like a rock, but suddenly, it didn’t seem so heavy anymore.
The pair ambled home, their shadows stretching long under the streetlights.
"Mom, don’t overthink it. We’ve got a home—that’s already good enough."
"I’m just worried your dad’s gotten himself into trouble. What if it drags you down?"
"Even if that’s the case, we can’t hide forever."
Walking behind his mom, Jiang Liu glanced back instinctively.
A silver Ferrari weaved recklessly through the congested traffic.
Even wilder than Jiang Xinnian’s driving!
It overtook Bus No. 272,
pulled up beside Jiang Liu, and honked.
Jiang Liu grinned. He didn’t recognize the car.
Or the driver.
But he still flipped them the bird.
Inside the Ferrari,
the man in the passenger seat yelled at the driver:
"The boss said to keep a low profile! Why’d you honk?"
"Relax, a little honk won’t blow our cover."
"Then at least slow down! This isn’t your damn living room!"
"Funny you mention it—I’ve hit 200 on this road. Might as well be my living room!"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
