"The Suspension Bridge Effect, in other words—"
"When someone nervously crosses a suspension bridge, they can't help but feel tense, their heart racing. If they happen to meet another person at that moment, their brain might misinterpret the accelerated heartbeat as attraction toward that person, sparking the flames of love."
"The Suspension Bridge Effect isn’t limited to just suspension bridges—any stimulating situation that makes your heart race can trigger it."
"So, Yuyou, do you understand now?"
At night, in the room, Ye Shuang looked at the girl beside him tilting her head in thought and smiled as he explained the meaning of the term. "Why did you come ask me about this today?"
"Keke said… I should make good use of the Suspension Bridge Effect," Bai Yuyou murmured softly.
Ye Shuang: "..."
What on earth has that girl been filling Yuyou’s head with?
"Alright, go back to your room and rest. You must be tired after playing all day, right?"
The girl said, "Want to sleep with Ye Shuang."
"No?"
"Didn’t you promise Keke you’d watch a drama with her tonight?" Ye Shuang chuckled. "You agreed, didn’t you?"
"Then… I’ll come later," Bai Yuyou said.
"Go on, then."
After Bai Yuyou left, Ye Shuang sat on the edge of the bed—this private room was about eighty square meters, with floor-to-ceiling one-way glass windows offering an unobstructed view of the ocean at night. The glass was designed so that the inside could see out, but outsiders couldn’t see in, supposedly for privacy.
This same technology had been used in public restrooms, but Ye Shuang couldn’t wrap his head around the idea of squatting in a stall while clearly seeing passersby outside, even if he knew they couldn’t see him.
Whoever came up with that design must have had a few screws loose.
"Should I go for a swim later?" Ye Shuang glanced at the private pool outside but felt too exhausted after diving all afternoon. Maybe he’d just turn in early tonight—after all, that girl would probably sneak over once she finished binge-watching with Keke.
Ye Shuang had recently put his foot down about Bai Yuyou clinging to him while sleeping. Though it was hard to break the habit overnight, he was content with the small progress each day.
Persistence would pay off eventually.
"Maybe I should ask Fugui over for a drink?" Ye Shuang stretched lazily when suddenly, a knock came at the door.
Assuming it was Bai Yuyou, he called out, "It’s unlocked. Come in."
Click. The door slowly opened, and a familiar head of slightly wavy hair peeked in. Ye Shuang turned to see Chen Qin’s smiling face. "Ye~"
Chen Qin wore a simple nightgown, her delicately sculpted face free of makeup yet radiating a pure, gentle charm. She bounded over and flopped onto the bed with a playful "Ta-da!"
Watching her bury her face motionless into the mattress, Ye Shuang recalled the incident with Zhao Mengyao that afternoon and softly said, "Thanks."
"Huh?" Chen Qin lifted her flushed face.
"Nothing. It’s just… about Zhao Mengyao earlier. I really appreciated you speaking up for me."
"Pfft, no big deal. If those two idiots hadn’t scrammed fast enough, I’d have tossed ‘em into the sea. Consider it mercy." Chen Qin hadn’t expected to run into Zhao Mengyao here, and she’d been worried about Ye Shuang’s state of mind. But now, he seemed fine.
"Yeah." Ye Shuang smiled faintly.
Their eyes met, and for some reason, the room fell silent—the atmosphere growing oddly charged.
Before, being around Chen Qin had felt no different from hanging out with Chen Hai. But ever since her confession, something inside Ye Shuang had quietly shifted.
Now, Chen Qin’s cheeks grew increasingly red until she finally averted her gaze, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
"Ah! Let’s have some wine!" Chen Qin abruptly broke the silence, hopping up and heading to the wine cabinet. She pulled out a bottle.
"Here."
"Sure." Ye Shuang didn’t mind a nightcap—it always helped him sleep.
Chen Qin’s eyes curved into mischievous crescents as she turned to pour the wine.
While her back was turned, she discreetly pinched a small blue pill between her fingers.
"Ye, isn’t the view outside gorgeous?"
Ye Shuang glanced at the ocean scenery. "Yeah, stunning. I had no idea your family owned a private island."
"Hehe." Chen Qin grinned, dropping the pill into one of the glasses.
She returned to Ye Shuang’s side and handed him the wineglass. "Here."
"Thanks."
Their glasses clinked lightly, and Ye Shuang took a sip.
They chatted idly, downing a few more glasses—until Ye Shuang slumped onto the bed, fast asleep.
"Mission accomplished~" Whether from the alcohol or excitement, Chen Qin’s face glowed pink. Seeing Ye Shuang out cold, she inwardly cheered.
"Now… for step two."
……
……
……
"Mmm…"
"Ugh…"
"Huh?" Ye Shuang felt an icy chill against his skin, as if lying on cold concrete—yet his back registered a gritty texture, like sand.
His eyelids were heavy, but he forced them open.
Above him stretched a sky full of stars, the inky blue expanse dotted with constellations unseen in the city. The Milky Way arched across the heavens, leaving Ye Shuang momentarily awestruck.
"Beautiful, but…"
"Where am I?" He slowly sat up, only to find himself on a beach—face-to-face with a familiar figure. "Ye! You’re finally awake! You scared me to death!"
A girl suddenly threw herself into his arms. Ye Shuang instinctively caught her, then looked down to see Chen Qin, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Why… are we here?" He tried to recall the last thing he remembered—drinking with Chen Qin in his room.
So how did they end up on a beach?
"Ye… you really don’t remember?" Chen Qin asked.
"Remember what?"
"After you got drunk, you insisted we go fishing to prove you wouldn’t come back empty-handed. So I went with you," Chen Qin explained, her voice trembling.
"And then… the boat capsized."
"When I woke up, we were here." She rubbed her eyes anxiously. "I think we’ve been washed ashore on some unknown island."
"What do we do, Ye? I’m so scared…"
Ye Shuang: "..."
"Excuse me?"
He rubbed his temples. Had he really blacked out?
Did all that actually happen?
Or was this a dream?
Glancing down, he realized both he and Chen Qin were in swimwear. Pinching himself to confirm he wasn’t dreaming, Ye Shuang took a deep breath to steady himself—but for now, he focused on comforting Chen Qin.
"Don't worry, let's figure out how to contact someone first."
"Mm, Ye Shuang, you're the most reliable." Chen Qin gazed at Ye Shuang and nodded softly.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
