"Beep."
Turning on the air conditioner, Ye Shuang burrowed himself under the blankets, his mind blissfully empty. Though his body wasn’t exhausted, a relentless wave of mental fatigue washed over him. Now that the tension had finally snapped, he didn’t want to think about anything at all.
He wanted to be an amoeba.
But then the blankets rustled, and a girl squirmed her way toward him like a snail before flopping onto his chest, exhaling as if she’d just surfaced from drowning. Soft and warm, she settled against him. Ye Shuang opened his eyes to find Bai Yuyou peering down at him curiously.
"What’s wrong?" he asked.
"Ye Shuang tired?" she murmured.
"Yeah… kinda. Maybe tired, maybe not." He closed his eyes again, only to feel Bai Yuyou shift beside him, lying down properly this time.
A moment later, his face was pressed against something pillowy.
He opened his eyes again. "…"
"Yuyou?"
"Keke said this helps with tiredness," Bai Yuyou explained, cradling his head in her arms while gently stroking his hair.
Surrounded by the floral scent of her skin and the warmth of her embrace, drowsiness overtook him. Before he knew it, he’d drifted off, letting the girl hold him as he slept.
……
As everyone knows, humans spend a third of their lives asleep.
Whether for growth or recovery, sleep plays a vital role.
"So… Brother slept the entire day and still hasn’t woken up?" That evening, Tang Keke sat at the dining table, munching on food as she processed the fact that Ye Shuang had been out cold since morning.
"Mn. Ye Shuang tired," Bai Yuyou confirmed between bites of her towering rice bowl. She’d made dinner tonight, and as usual, Keke had come over to freeload—though she’d brought plenty of ingredients with her.
"Probably stayed up all night," Keke mused. "Didn’t he go out with An Shiyu yesterday?"
"Mn."
"Tsk… out with a girl, then up all night?" Keke suddenly sucked in a sharp breath, as if realizing something earth-shattering.
She slammed the table.
"Oh no, we’ve been infiltrated!"
Bai Yuyou tilted her head. "?"
"Don’t worry, Yuyou! Even if there’s another rival, I’ll help you win Brother over," Keke declared solemnly. "This is a battle of endurance!"
Though Bai Yuyou didn’t quite understand what "another rival" meant, she nodded anyway. "Oh…"
By the time Ye Shuang woke up, it was already Monday morning.
He sat up slowly, rolling his stiff neck before calling out, "Smart Speaker."
"Here," answered the AI device on his nightstand.
"What time is it?"
"Master, it is currently 10:30 AM. By subscribing to Smart Speaker Premium, you can enjoy—"
"Shut up."
"Understood, Master."
Ye Shuang leaned back against the headboard, letting himself ease into wakefulness.
So he’d only slept two hours? All that time-jumping had left him disoriented, unable to distinguish past from present.
He couldn’t tell anymore.
The quiet apartment around him offered some semblance of reality.
Getting up, he headed to the bathroom to wash up. Staring at his reflection, he touched his jaw—but his face hadn’t changed at all.
Even if he looked the same, didn’t his mental age technically make him 47 now?
"Feels like I forgot something…" He rinsed the toothpaste from his mouth, dismissing the thought as a momentary lapse.
At the dining table, he found a plate of breakfast wrapped in cling film and a small note beside it.
【(。•ω•。)♡ Went to school. Eat well~】
"She even left me breakfast now?" Ye Shuang chuckled, pressing a hand to the plate—still slightly warm.
Wait.
"School?" He glanced at the clock. "Isn’t today Sunday?"
"…"
"I slept a whole day?!"
It wasn’t until after breakfast that he fully accepted it.
"Ah well… better than sleeping forever." He pondered what to do next.
Right, work.
And…
Writing?
Sitting at his desk, Ye Shuang stared blankly at the screen. The words looked almost unfamiliar—as if he couldn’t believe he’d written them himself.
"After all these years without updates, my readers probably gave up…" But then he noticed the last update was just two days ago.
Ye Shuang: "…"
Rubbing his temples, he laughed at himself.
His brain really was a mess. It’d take time to readjust.
"Time to write. Hope those lovely readers will still toss me some free gifts." He skimmed through the previous chapters before diving back in.
……
After finishing his writing session, Ye Shuang drove to the academy. Pushing open the infirmary door, he found the usual spot empty.
The beanbag chair was vacant. The gaming console was cold.
He stood there, silent, his deep eyes unreadable.
Until—
"Oi. Blocking the door?"
Ye Shuang turned. Behind him stood a short-haired girl with her hands in her pockets. She sidestepped him and plopped onto the beanbag.
"Where’s the other one?" Recognizing her as the An Shiyu with hyperthymesia, he asked, "How’s she doing? Still in the hospital?"
"Her?"
This time, An Shiyu didn’t deflect or deny the other girl’s existence. She just shrugged.
"Behind you."
Ye Shuang froze. Turning slowly, he saw another short-haired girl—thinner, paler—standing there. She seemed to have so much to say, yet all that came out was a quiet chuckle.
"Yo."
Ye Shuang’s body locked up, his gaze lingering on her for a long moment.
Then a breeze brushed past, and he finally exhaled. All the struggles, all the effort—it all melted into a soft, relieved smile.
"As long as you’re okay."
"That’s enough."
An Shiyu: "…"
For some reason, it felt like they hadn’t seen each other in years. She twirled a strand of hair around her finger.
"Mm…"
"Don’t know how you pulled it off, but… thanks." Her voice dropped to a murmur, something like a dialect, too quiet for him to catch.
"Don’t mention it."
Meanwhile, the other girl on the beanbag rested her chin on her hand, watching the two by the door with an unreadable expression.
But maybe… this was the best ending they could’ve hoped for?
spital. Good news: I've bound a system. Bad news: I'm still a baby. "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the middle-aged for being poor — Divorce Comeback System." "Your marriage may have failed, but your luck in love has never run dry. Your childhood sweetheart, out of contact for twenty years, reappears. Her beauty remains, yet her eyes are brimming with tears." [Listen to the childhood sweetheart's sorrowful story.] Chen Zhi looked down at the diaper he was wearing, then at the little childhood sweetheart crying her heart out beside him, and fell into deep thought. Can anyone relate? I'm having a midlife crisis at an age where even rolling over is a struggle.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
