"Even though you say that, and even have photos, it doesn't necessarily mean we are in a relationship, right?" Ye Shuang looked at the two fishes in front of him. Obviously, he wasn't that easy to fool. After all, there were too many suspicious points in all of this. "Do you have any proof?"
An Shiyi and An Shiyu exchanged a glance. The next second, An Shiyi's eyes instantly turned red. "We gave you our firsts, and you're actually asking us for proof? That's too much."
"Such a scumbag." An Shiyu also gritted her teeth, tears beginning to well up in the corners of her eyes.
Seeing the two fishes crying together, Ye Shuang immediately spoke up in a panic. "I-I didn't mean it like that. I... please don't cry yet. I just can't accept this all at once."
"You lost your memory, do you think we can just accept that?" An Shiyi said.
"This is the token of love you gave us." An Shiyu even reached out her hand. The platinum little fish bracelet gleamed under the light.
But Ye Shuang had no memory of this at all. Looking at that bracelet, and a certain logo in the corner, it was as if he thought of something. Then, Ye Shuang took out his phone and opened the private custom jewelry shop he usually frequented.
The next second, his gaze locked onto the latest order.
Sure enough, there was a bracelet exactly identical to the one on An Shiyu's wrist. It was indeed ordered by Ye Shuang himself, and it even displayed the time and the amount paid.
Ye Shuang: "..."
With the order right in front of him, there were also chat messages between him and the designer on his phone. That platinum little fish was actually based on a draft he had sent, along with his instructions for making the accessory.
So, all of this was true?
Ye Shuang muttered. Seeming to have thought of something else, he tapped on the chat history and suddenly asked, "But, my chats with you guys seem very normal?"
The two fishes looked up, their gazes falling upon it.
It was exactly Ye Shuang's usual chat content with An Shiyu, and it was indeed very normal and healthy.
"You guys... should just be my friends, right?" Ye Shuang started to get suspicious again. But the very next second, An Shiyi let out a whimper and immediately started crying.
The sudden crying made Ye Shuang a bit at a loss. He saw An Shiyi choking with sobs, her face wet with tears like a rain-drenched pear blossom. "Th-that's clearly because, in order to keep Chen Qin from finding out about our secret relationship, you deleted the chat history..."
"That's why you don't have any proof..."
Ye Shuang opened his mouth.
So, was that how it was?
I... really seem to be a terrible person, don't I?
Everything seemed to make so much sense.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I don't know why I lost my memory either, but please give me a little time." Ye Shuang took a deep breath, solemnly apologized to the two fishes, and stood up.
"Um... I have something to do, so I'll be leaving for a bit."
"Um, I will still contact you. I'm not trying to run away." Ye Shuang even added this sentence.
After saying that, Ye Shuang hurriedly left the place. Seeing this, the two fishes didn't stop him either.
"Pfft."
"Hahaha."
The two fishes covered their mouths and started laughing.
After a few seconds of silence, An Shiyu looked at the girl beside her.
"What nonsense were you spouting? Wouldn't this be exposed right away?"
"Who told you it would be exposed? I actually think it's quite nice this way." An Shiyi shrugged. "Once Uncle knows it's a secret relationship, he definitely won't go ask Chen Qin. Doesn't that mean we can take a big step forward?"
"You..." An Shiyu paused.
"You're so bad."
"But I like it."
"Hehe."
After the two girls returned home just like that, An Shiyu, who was now sitting on the sofa, finally felt a trace of reality. She turned her head to look at An Shiyi beside her. "Hey, do you want to go to the hospital to check out what exactly is going on with your body?"
"I'm not going. I've gotten sick of staying there recently. As long as I don't go for a check-up, then I don't have any illness."
"What kind of Schrödinger's body is that?" An Shiyu said, though she still didn't quite dare to believe that someone coming back from the dead could happen right beside her.
However, An Shiyu was aware of the existence of Reborns. It was a condition where, after death, one's memories would appear in someone else's body. Although she wasn't sure if An Shiyi was a so-called Reborn, there was indeed no reasonable explanation in front of them right now.
"If the old man finds out, he'll probably be scared to death," An Shiyu said.
"Then we just won't tell him."
"But he treats you like his own biological granddaughter."
"..." An Shiyi fell into a rare silence. She touched her long hair, as if trying to change the subject. "Hmm... My hair is really long. Do I look a bit cuter with long hair?"
"You have to lift it when you poop." An Shiyu revealed dot-like eyes.
"Alright, I might as well cut it back." An Shiyi said, though having long hair was quite a novel experience, so she planned to keep it long for a while longer.
Standing up, An Shiyi went straight to take a shower, seemingly wanting to wash away the bad things from this recent period.
However, when she came out of the shower and returned to her room, she noticed that An Shiyu was also in her room. In her hand was a piece of paper—to be precise, it was a piece of letter paper, and something seemed to be written on it.
"What's that?" An Shiyi dried her hair with a towel, not forgetting to mutter, "Washing long hair is so troublesome. I don't know why those guys keep it."
"A letter. To be exact, it's a letter Uncle gave to you," An Shiyu said, reaching out to hand the letter paper over.
An Shiyi froze for a moment. "A letter... for me?"
Writing letters and stuff, why did it feel like something only an old fogey would do?
An Shiyi took it and began to read—
[An Shiyi... when you read this letter, perhaps the wish I made has already succeeded.
After you died, I had a dream. In the dream, I met a god. I devoutly begged him to see if he could save you and bring you back.
He said he could, but it required me to pay with my memories as the price, so I agreed.
Although it was just a dream, what if it could come true?
If I really lose my memories, exchanging them for your return might be a pretty good deal.
There is no need to cling to the past; the future is still something to look forward to.
I lose my memories, and you will welcome a new life.
All of this is worth it.]
When the girl read the words "new life," it happened to be near the Spring Festival, and someone outside the window started setting off fireworks.
Gorgeous fireworks bloomed. The light of the sparks danced on the letter paper, trembling together with the teardrops falling upon it.
An Shiyi stared blankly at the contents of the letter. The words on it seemed like a fantasy yet were incredibly real, making her heart unable to calm down for a long time.
"How could..."
"Does this world really have gods?" An Shiyi said in disbelief, completely unable to imagine just how huge of an impact this letter would bring to her heart.
"There are gods." An Shiyu slowly spoke at this moment.
"The god is no one else."

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.”

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?

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"