"Meh?"
"Are you free next Sunday?" Ye Shuang asked Chen Qin after the call connected.
"Of course!" Chen Qin's voice on the other end was cheerful.
Ye Shuang then recounted how Aunt Xian had called Bai Yuyou, especially sharing his own concerns. Upon hearing this, Chen Qin let out a drawn-out "Hmm."
Seated in her office, still busy with company matters, Chen Qin twirled a pen between her slender fingers. "Got it. You're worried Yuyou might get eaten up."
"Not exactly," Ye Shuang replied with a faint smile.
Going back was inevitable, but timing mattered. If the Zhou family tried to force Bai Yuyou to stay, it might only make the girl resistant, leading to an unpleasant situation for everyone.
"I think," Chen Qin said, "just politely decline Aunt Xian. You already said it's not the right time."
"How about we grab a meal together this weekend instead?"
"If you do decide to go, just let me know. I’ll come with you," Chen Qin added. "We can have some boat congee and iced milk tea first."
Ye Shuang smiled. "Alright."
After hanging up, the conversation with Chen Qin eased Ye Shuang's hesitation. If things would only get complicated, it was better to hold off for now.
"Hmm… I’ll just say I’m busy." Ye Shuang picked up Bai Yuyou’s phone and sent Aunt Xian a message, explaining that they had other plans for Sunday but would visit another time.
Soon, Aunt Xian replied with a sad-looking sticker but didn’t press further.
"Maybe I’m overthinking it?" Ye Shuang mused, staring at the sticker. In the end, he decided not to dwell on it.
"Let’s skip this week. It’s not the right time yet," he told Bai Yuyou.
The girl nodded obediently.
With that little episode behind them, the two resumed their activities. Ye Shuang watched some educational videos before switching to lighter content. Noticing the noise from his phone, he glanced up at Bai Yuyou.
The girl had returned to her earlier posture—leaning against the armrest of the sofa, practicing her guitar with her legs stretched out.
Sensing his gaze, she tilted her head slightly.
"Nothing, keep practicing," Ye Shuang said.
Bai Yuyou lowered her head and continued playing. Ye Shuang stopped watching videos and simply listened to the notes she strummed. Though not particularly melodious, the sound brought an unexpected sense of calm.
Night deepened.
"Time to brush your teeth," Ye Shuang said, checking the time.
"Ye Shuang…"
"Make a baby." The girl tugged at his sleeve.
Ye Shuang: "…"
"Not now. Go brush your teeth," he said flatly.
Bai Yuyou obediently closed her mouth and went to the bathroom. But when she returned, she slipped him a note—
【(´,,•ω•,,)♡ Ye Shuang, make a baby~】
Ye Shuang: "…"
"Are we really doing this?"
At that moment, he wanted to smack both this clueless girl’s bottom and Keke’s for putting such ideas in her head.
……
The night passed without further incident. The next morning, after updating his novel, Ye Shuang headed to the school clinic.
No sooner had he sat down than his phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Teacher Bai, are you busy?" The caller was another faculty member. Ye Shuang found the voice unfamiliar. "Not really…"
"How did you get my number?"
"I asked in the group chat if any teachers were free for second period, and someone from HR sent me your contact," the voice explained. "Teacher Bai, could you cover a math class for Class A?"
HR?
Ye Shuang was baffled. He was just a school nurse—HR should know that. Why would they give out his number?
"Which HR person?" he asked.
"New hire, I think. Their nickname in the group is ‘Little Fish.’ Do you know them?"
Ye Shuang: "…"
"What’s their profile picture?"
"Let me check… A black-and-white ninja shuriken."
Ye Shuang fell silent again.
"Teacher Bai, do you have time?" the caller pressed. Ye Shuang had only spoken to this teacher a few times before, mostly to gather intel on Bai Yuyou’s school life.
Normally, class substitutions weren’t arranged so hastily—they required advance notice and approval. This had to be an emergency, like last time with Teacher Chen. He wondered if her fracture had healed.
"Class A—which grade?"
"Third year, of course. Teacher Bai, you’re such a joker."
So, Bai Yuyou’s class. Intrigued, Ye Shuang agreed. "Send me the lesson materials."
"Great! It’s just going over a test—nothing complicated."
"Fine."
After hanging up, Ye Shuang scrolled through his contacts until he found the ninja shuriken avatar—An Shiyu.
Of course it was her.
Now posing as HR? She really had too much free time.
Ye Shuang didn’t know where to begin with this troublemaker. An Shiyu was just here for the chaos.
"Could be interesting to see how they behave in class."
He didn’t mind. Soon, the other teacher delivered the test papers, complete with answer keys. Ye Shuang skimmed through the solutions, ensuring he could explain them smoothly.
"Almost time. Let’s go."
Checking the clock, he grabbed the materials and headed to Class A.
If the students asked, he’d just say he was a passing school nurse. And what’s so strange about a nurse substituting, anyway?
……
Class A.
"What? No luck?" During break, Tang Keke asked about last night’s events. When she learned Ye Shuang hadn’t budged, she looked utterly bewildered.
"This face!" She pointed at Bai Yuyou’s delicate features.
"This figure!" She gestured at the girl’s ample chest.
"Bro’s willpower is insane?!" Tang Keke didn’t get it, but she was impressed.
Finally, she reached a conclusion. "Yuyou, do you think Brother might be…"
She crooked her index finger suggestively.
Bai Yuyou, however, slowly looked up and murmured, "Ye Shuang…"
"Yeah, I’m talking about him," Tang Keke said, then noticed Bai Yuyou’s gaze was oddly fixed—on something behind her.
She turned around and froze.
Standing right there was Ye Shuang.
Tang Keke: OvO...
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
