Two hours earlier—
In the room, several girls were huddled together, wearing loose pajamas and giggling among themselves.
"Zhixia, do you have a crush on anyone?" Conversations among girls always circled back to romance, and Tang Keke immediately raised her hand curiously.
Zhixia seemed a little shy as she smiled. "Hmm… not really, for now."
"What's your ideal type then?"
Zhixia thought for a moment before finally saying, "I like tall, slender guys who smell like apples."
"Apple scent…" Tang Keke found the description quite unique, even a little abstract.
An Shiyu lazily propped her cheek on one hand. "Well, I get it. Maybe even their bathroom breaks smell like apples."
Tang Keke: "…"
Surely that’s not what she meant?
"For some reason, I feel like outstanding guys always have a faint apple scent," Zhixia said.
The description was so abstract that the other girls couldn’t quite relate.
"I do know Linlin’s type, though," Zhixia suddenly turned to the tall girl beside her with a grin. Hearing this, Linlin widened her eyes in surprise.
"Hey, what’s the big idea? Why drag me into this?"
"I wasn’t planning to join this conversation!"
Seeing Linlin about to grab her, Zhixia quickly added, "Linlin actually has a crush on a guy in our class recently, and it seems like he’s interested in her too."
"Wow?!" Tang Keke’s eyes instantly lit up, her gossip radar fully activated.
"Spill the details!"
"Ugh, stupid Zhixia! It’s not like that! We just happened to eat together in the cafeteria, that’s all!"
"Just a coincidence? I saw you feeding him food, though."
"Eek!"
After another round of noisy chatter, Linlin seemed too embarrassed to continue and simply flopped onto the bed in defeat. "Your turn now! Keke, what about you? Your ideal guy!"
Tang Keke wasn’t surprised the topic shifted to her, but she didn’t have a clear type in mind either.
"Not really, for now. Most guys who confess to me just seem interested in my figure, and I don’t like that."
"Maybe you’ll meet someone you like when we choose our majors," the other girls suggested.
"Well…" Tang Keke swayed her head cutely and just smiled.
"Next up…" Zhixia glanced at Bai Yuyou but ultimately skipped her, turning to An Shiyu instead. "Shiyu, what about you?"
An Shiyu was sprawled on the bed playing a mobile game when the topic suddenly landed on her. She tilted her chin toward Bai Yuyou. "You skipped one."
"Oh, we don’t need to ask Yuyou," Zhixia and the others said.
"?" Bai Yuyou blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion. She was sitting on the bed in a duck-like posture, hands resting politely in front of her, seemingly not understanding the implication.
"…" An Shiyu, finding the topic uninteresting, waved a hand dismissively. "Men aren’t fun. No interest."
"Ehh—"
The girls weren’t too surprised by her response, though, since An Shiyu had always been a bit of a free spirit.
"Wanna play Ludo now?" Tang Keke asked as the conversation wound down.
"Let’s do it!"
Since no one seemed sleepy yet, they pulled out their phones and played Ludo for over an hour before finally feeling drowsy.
"Lights out, everyone?" Zhixia stretched and yawned.
"Okay~"
The room darkened as they bid each other goodnight, and soon, all the girls settled in to sleep.
"…"
"Hmm…"
About half an hour later, An Shiyu suddenly opened her eyes. She turned her head expressionlessly to the side—Tang Keke was sprawled out in a starfish position, taking up most of the bed.
Even An Shiyu’s thigh was pinned under Tang Keke’s leg, making her feel uncomfortably restrained.
"…" An Shiyu’s eyes turned into dots. She regretted coming.
Not fun at all.
At least the food was good, way better than takeout.
She glanced at Bai Yuyou, who had curled into a tiny ball, fitting snugly into the small space left by Tang Keke’s sprawl.
"Hehehe." Suddenly, Tang Keke rolled over, her arm smacking An Shiyu in the face as she giggled in her sleep.
An Shiyu pushed the arm away and sat up, rubbing her temples in mild frustration.
She stared at Tang Keke as if thinking, "I should just pop your balloons."
"This bed is way too small for three people." An Shiyu scanned the cramped space before her gaze drifted toward the door.
Ye Shuang had a whole bed to himself. That wasn’t fair.
"Unacceptable. I’ll make him sleep on the couch downstairs." An Shiyu stood up, nimbly stepping over the sleeping girls in the dim room.
When she reached Ye Shuang’s room, however, she found him already fast asleep.
"Press F to choke… just kidding." An Shiyu muttered under her breath, her gaze lingering on Ye Shuang. Moonlight spilled through the window, casting a cool glow over his sleeping face. After a moment, she quietly climbed onto the bed.
"Much better. I’ll just wake up early." Satisfied, An Shiyu stretched and slipped under the covers—only for a strong arm to suddenly wrap around her waist in the darkness.
"?!" An Shiyu’s eyes widened as she was effortlessly pulled into a warm embrace.
"Sleep… but remember to go back later," Ye Shuang murmured in a soothing, almost doting tone. The gentle pat on her head instantly stilled her struggles.
An Shiyu: "…"
She stopped resisting and let herself be held.
The warmth of his chest carried a steady heartbeat and a faint, familiar scent—like ripe apples.
"Apples… seriously?" An Shiyu tilted her head slightly and grumbled under her breath.
The room was silent, save for the soft rhythm of breathing. Under the silver moonlight, the tips of her ears burned red.
Her heart pounded so hard it almost hurt.
An Shiyu clenched her fist over her chest, biting her lip for a few seconds before finally resting her forehead against Ye Shuang’s chest.
"Even if time’s running out… just for a little while… this should be okay, right?"
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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!" "......"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
