Sunshine Guy rubbed his nose and inadvertently flashed the sports car key dangling from his waist. "What do you mean, 'someone like me' trying to hit on you? Am I not handsome, beautiful?"
An Shiyu didn’t even look up as she continued eating her burger. "Well, I do know some actually good-looking people..."
Sunshine Guy grinned. "Compared to me?"
An Shiyu replied flatly, "Of course they can’t compare to you..."
She paused.
"After all, you look kinda ridiculous."
Sunshine Guy: "..."
Why were the girls at this school so hard to flirt with?
Were sports cars not impressive anymore?
Sure, he’d bought the key off Taobao, but the seller had guaranteed it was a 1:1 replica of the real thing.
Had this girl seen through it?!
Sunshine Guy’s expression twisted into something complicated—like he was constipated and desperate to pee but didn’t want to leave. He just stood there, silently watching An Shiyu eat her lunch.
An Shiyu: "..."
She raised an eyebrow slightly.
Was this guy one of those people who got off on being insulted?
"You still here?" An Shiyu narrowed her eyes, already considering whether to punch him.
Sunshine Guy struck a pose and suddenly asked, "So… how’s my key look?"
"Meh. Probably can’t outrun my Wuling Mini God." An Shiyu shrugged.
Sunshine Guy’s heart skipped a beat.
How could his "sports car" lose to her glorified sardine can?! She’d definitely figured out his key was fake.
Ahem... "Guess I’ve been underestimated," he muttered, running a hand through his bangs.
"Scram. You’re annoying." An Shiyu shooed him away like a fly, her voice dripping with disdain. "So greasy. Disgusting."
The verbal assault hit its mark.
Defeated, Sunshine Guy slunk off.
Just then, Tang Keke walked over with Bai Yuyou in tow, both seemingly finished with lunch.
"An Shiyu, next class is in the big lecture hall. Wanna go together?"
Tang Keke leaned in a little, radiating newfound confidence.
An Shiyu squinted—smack!
"Eek?! Where’d you hit me?!"
"Tch. Just seeing you today pisses me off," An Shiyu deadpanned before asking, "You know what ‘big lecture hall’ means, right?"
Tang Keke rubbed her sore shoulder, confused. "Huh?"
"Well?" An Shiyu glanced at Bai Yuyou beside her.
"Burger..." Bai Yuyou stared intently at the burger in An Shiyu’s hand.
An Shiyu: "..."
Wordlessly, she pulled a fresh McChicken from the bag and tossed it to Bai Yuyou. "Here."
Bai Yuyou caught it but shook her head, offering it back. "It’s your lunch. I can’t take it."
"I’m full. Toss it if you don’t want it." An Shiyu yawned. Only then did Bai Yuyou blink and unwrap it.
"Keke, want some?"
"Huh? We just ate—no way I can fit more." Tang Keke shook her head vigorously. Bai Yuyou began nibbling, her ahoge bouncing with each happy bite.
"Somehow she doesn’t gain weight," An Shiyu mused. "Humans are weird."
Tang Keke sighed. "You are human."
She pressed, "So? What’s the ‘big lecture hall’ thing about?"
"Oh. Forgot."
"Forgot?! It’s been like three seconds!"
"Ugh, screeching like that’ll make me deaf." An Shiyu adopted a valley-girl accent but waved her off. "Big lecture hall… means..."
Tang Keke nodded eagerly. "Yeah, means...?"
An Shiyu solemnly declared, "It’s prime slacking territory."
Tang Keke: "..."
"You’re so lazy." Tang Keke scowled. "How’s skipping class gonna help you learn? Why even bother with school?"
An Shiyu propped her cheek on one hand, smirking. "Oh?↗↘ So your grades are better than mine?"
Tang Keke choked.
The cruelest thing wasn’t struggling academically.
It was watching someone who aced everything without effort—while slacking off.
The injustice of talent.
"Gyaaaaaah!!!!!" The girl snapped. Tang Keke promptly headlocked An Shiyu and dragged her out. "MOVE IT! You’re going to this lecture!"
An Shiyu’s eyes turned to dots as she reached pathetically toward the retreating desk.
"Eh~ My burger..."
"I’ll get it." Bai Yuyou, still munching, grabbed the paper bag.
The trio stepped into the hallway—only to bump into someone.
"S-sorry!" a voice squeaked.
"Hm?"
They turned to see Tao Xiaotao, who looked equally startled by the collision.
"You okay?"
"I’m fine." Tao Xiaotao shook her head—it was just a light bump.
Though she had felt something oddly cushioned, like… balloons.
"Alright! Don’t forget—big lecture hall next!" Tang Keke reminded her, resuming her march with An Shiyu in tow.
Watching them go, Tao Xiaotao clenched her fists, remembering Ye Shuang’s words. Mustering courage, she trotted after them.
"U-um… Can I come too?"
Her voice was soft but clear.
"Of course!" Tang Keke beamed.
"Th-thank you!"
"For what? We’re friends." Keke’s cheerfulness felt almost foreign—she’d seen her past self in Tao Xiaotao.
Sometimes, all it took was a little encouragement… a hand reaching out.
"Okay..." Tao Xiaotao smiled shyly.
Bai Yuyou extended her half-eaten burger. "Tao, want some?"
"Ah, no thanks! I already ate!" Tao Xiaotao waved her hands. It looked delicious, but Ye Shuang had already fed her well.
"Mm." Bai Yuyou retracted her claw and kept eating.
"Let’s go, Tao! Did you bring your book?"
"Oh! My Maoism textbook’s still in the desk!"
"Whatever, we’ll share. It’s a big lecture anyway."
"Really?!"
"Really."
Laughing, the girls chatted as they walked—perhaps the beginning of a bond.
Leaning against the hallway, Ye Shuang watched silently before turning away.
Maybe this is how it starts.
...
...
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
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?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
