“Why won’t you let me see Ye Shuang?!” Zhao Mengyao jammed her foot into the crack of the door. At this moment, she was truly desperate. Seeing herself blocked, she angrily demanded Chen Qin.
Zhao Mengyao had come to realize that only Ye Shuang could save her.
If only she could go back…
Go back to the past.
If she could turn back time, everything would still be possible. After all, it was just a chance to start over, wasn’t it?
“Let me in! You have no right to stop me!”
“I…” Chen Qin’s mouth moved, then she twisted her lips and rolled her eyes, finally saying,
“None of your damn business!”
“Open the door!” Zhao Mengyao shouted loudly, pounding on the door with all her might. The noise was loud enough to probably attract the neighbors.
“No!” Chen Qin really wanted to shove her hard enough to crush her foot, but if Zhao Mengyao fell to the ground screaming, it would only make things worse.
Perhaps the commotion caught Ye Shuang’s attention upstairs, because he came down the stairs quickly and walked over.
“What’s going on? What happened?”
Seeing Ye Shuang woken by their shouting, Chen Qin felt a bit helpless, but since he was already up, she opened the door.
“Ye Shuang!” Zhao Mengyao burst in, tears streaming down her face, and immediately dropped to her knees in front of him.
“Ye Shuang… boohoo… Ye Shuang.”
“I was wrong…”
“Ye Shuang… please save me…”
The next second, a pair of hands reached out and pulled her up.
Zhao Mengyao froze for a moment, then noticed Ye Shuang looking at her with a gentle expression, his voice full of concern.
“Are you alright?”
“…” Zhao Mengyao had imagined how Ye Shuang would react when she found him, but she never expected him to be so calm.
Sure enough, he still cares about me!
“Ye Shuang, I still love you. I was blinded before by foolishness…”
“We’ve loved each other for so many years. Can we go back? Please?”
“I’ll listen to you from now on. I’ll do anything for you.”
Zhao Mengyao thought these words would move Ye Shuang, but instead, a puzzled look slowly appeared on his face, as if he had heard something strange and incomprehensible.
“Sorry…” Ye Shuang seemed to recognize the tearful woman before him as Zhao Mengyao, but he had no memory of her at all. She was like a complete stranger.
It was as if someone suddenly appeared out of nowhere, telling you she was your ex-girlfriend.
“Sigh, I don’t know you. My girlfriend has always been Chen Qin,” Ye Shuang explained.
Zhao Mengyao stood there stunned, almost thinking she had misheard.
“Get out,” Chen Qin said coldly from the side. “Ye Shuang has lost his memory. How long are you going to keep pestering him?”
“Wasn’t it your choice? Idol,” Zhao Mengyao took a step back, as if hearing something ridiculous. “Is this really necessary? Pretending to have amnesia?”
“Do you think I’m a three-year-old child? Ye Shuang, don’t pretend anymore! Even if you can’t remember what happened between us, you don’t have to use such a pathetic excuse.”
“Am I really that easy to fool?!”
She screamed almost heart-wrenchingly.
“You’ve all been fooled by Tang Hao so badly, and yet you’re still so easy to trick? Your brain’s just not working right, is it?” Chen Qin rolled her eyes.
“You—!”
Zhao Mengyao immediately turned to Ye Shuang.
“Back in college, you brought me breakfast every single day. Have you forgotten all that?!”
“You played the guitar for me!”
“You set off fireworks for me!”
“You kept telling me by the Love Lake how much you loved me! Have you really forgotten all that?!”
“You were so good to me!”
“Miss Zhao Mengyao, please calm down. Let’s talk this through slowly,” Ye Shuang said, shielding Chen Qin behind him. His tone was gentle, almost like he was comforting someone with a mental illness, trying to soothe Zhao Mengyao.
Zhao Mengyao noticed how he was treating her: “…”
That position, once held—
Clearly…
Why had it come to this?
“You… really don’t remember?” Zhao Mengyao stared at Ye Shuang intently, as if trying to read something from his face.
But she was quickly disappointed. Ye Shuang’s eyes truly looked at her like she was a stranger.
And not just any stranger—like a sick, deranged one.
“I…” Ye Shuang’s gaze was confused, but he still asked sincerely, “If you say I was so good to you…”
“Then why did you leave me?”
That question left Zhao Mengyao speechless.
Right.
Why had she left Ye Shuang? He was so outstanding. She had only been unwilling to accept that she hadn’t gotten Tang Hao back then.
If we’re talking ability, Tang Hao was just following Ye Shuang’s lead.
As for looks, once the filters were off, Ye Shuang’s appearance was on a whole different level compared to Tang Hao.
Regarding family background, Ye Shuang’s family owned a business and he was the only son, whereas Tang Hao had two older brothers.
An endless wave of regret flooded her heart.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Zhao Mengyao screamed in a breakdown.
“Damn it.” Chen Qin covered her ears, clearly unable to stand this crazy woman. She pulled out her phone, ready to call the police to report a trespasser.
But the next moment, she froze. Zhao Mengyao had pulled out a gleaming fruit knife.
“Then let’s die together!” Zhao Mengyao shouted maniacally, raising the knife and lunging at Ye Shuang!
“Ah, Ye!”
Chen Qin’s mind went blank, but her body acted on instinct, reaching out to block the knife!
“…”
*Shhhk—*
The fruit knife stabbed solidly into Chen Qin.
“Ugh.”
“Chen Qin?!” Ye Shuang rushed forward, catching Chen Qin in his arms. His eyes widened in disbelief as he shouted angrily at Zhao Mengyao,
“You fucking—!”
At that moment, Zhao Mengyao snapped back to reality. She took a step back, stammering, “I—I didn’t mean to! She threw herself onto the knife! It’s not my fault!”
Then she turned and scrambled away.
Ye Shuang gritted his teeth but didn’t chase after her. He couldn’t just leave Chen Qin here.
“Ye… I’m okay,” Chen Qin’s face instantly went pale.
“Don’t move, just lie still.” Ye Shuang began dialing emergency services while quickly checking the wound to stop the bleeding. “Don’t pull the knife out yet, I’ll figure out a way to control the bleeding.”
“Ye…”
“Don’t speak yet. Hang on, stay conscious.” Ye Shuang said firmly.
“I- I’m fine, Ye Shuang.” Chen Qin’s face was drenched in cold sweat, but she still managed a smile.
“I’m not the type to fall down so easily,” she said with determination.
Ye Shuang grasped her hand tightly. “Why were you so foolish? Why did you take the knife for me?”
Chen Qin squinted her eyes playfully. “Heh… my body just reacted first.”
“Alright, alright, enough talking,” Ye Shuang’s voice was hoarse. “It’s going to be okay. The ambulance is on its way.”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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)
