The identity cards were actually electronic screens containing several photos. The remote control was in the hands of the two "fishes", allowing them to manipulate the cards everyone received at will.
"How could you do this!" Thinking back to when she was the King in the first round, Tang Keke immediately puffed her cheeks and said angrily, "I knew it! I wondered why there were such strange action cards. So it was you guys playing tricks from the very beginning."
"Two liar fishes." The young girl stood with her hands on her hips, clearly angry.
"How can matters between scholars be called lying?" An Shiyu said.
"Exactly. If you hadn't torn open the packaging, you wouldn't have known, right?" An Shiyi added.
"Isn't that just burying your head in the sand?!"
Seeing the girls bickering noisily, Ye Shuang chose to go upstairs to hang the laundry. He had been wondering why the identity cards were as thick as student IDs; it turned out they were electronic screens.
Leaving the girls to their antics, Ye Shuang went upstairs.
The sunlight on the rooftop was just right, bringing a faint warmth. Although not as intense as the summer sun, it was perfect for drying clothes.
Swish! Shaking out a piece of clothing, Ye Shuang was hanging it up when he heard footsteps behind him.
Turning his head, Ye Shuang found a long-haired girl standing by the door, half of her face peeking out.
"What are you doing standing there?"
Bai Yuyou stepped out and quickly walked over to Ye Shuang's side. "I want to help Ye Shuang hang the clothes."
As she spoke, she also took a piece of clothing from the bucket.
"Thank you." Ye Shuang took the clothes from Bai Yuyou and used his other hand to rub the top of her head.
Bai Yuyou really liked having her head patted by Ye Shuang. While being petted, she reached out and gently pressed down on Ye Shuang's palm. "Ye Shuang, pat me more."
Hearing this, Ye Shuang patted her a few more times. Bai Yuyou revealed a soft, cat-like expression, even nuzzling her cheek against his palm. She was like a larger, equally adorable version of Yi Wan, radiating a sense of absolute healing.
"Alright, let's hang the clothes first." Ye Shuang gently tapped her head before turning his attention back to the laundry.
However, while hanging the clothes, Ye Shuang suddenly spoke up.
"After this Spring Festival, school should be starting soon, right?"
"There's still half a month," Bai Yuyou said. Yinshan Academy started later than most schools. Generally, the winter break lasted for more than a month, so there was still plenty of time to rest after the Spring Festival.
"Is that so."
Ye Shuang continued hanging clothes with Bai Yuyou. After a moment of silence, he went on, "After your school starts, I might get busier. The time I spend going to the academy might also decrease."
"Why?"
"Initially, I went to the academy to take better care of you," Ye Shuang said slowly.
"I went to that academy pretending to be a teacher, and later became Yinshan's school doctor... It was actually all to protect you better."
"But Yuyou, you have your own friends now." Ye Shuang smiled.
"Tang Keke, An Shiyu, Little Peach..."
"Although your voice is still very soft, you have no problem communicating with normal people anymore."
"You've grown up so fast."
"I think it's time for me to appropriately let go." Ye Shuang paused. "Also..."
"I will be marrying Chen Qin in a while."
"So, I need to be more involved in the group's affairs so I can better help her."
Hearing this, Bai Yuyou remained silent, merely reaching out to grab the hem of Ye Shuang's shirt.
"..."
The wind blew gently, the warm breeze lightly ruffling the bangs on the young girl's forehead. Bai Yuyou's delicate face still showed no expression, but Ye Shuang could read her sense of loss.
"Ye Shuang," the girl spoke.
"Hmm?"
"Do you like me?" Bai Yuyou asked.
"I do." Ye Shuang smiled.
"That's not the answer I want," Bai Yuyou said softly. She moved a little closer, then threw herself into Ye Shuang's arms, hugging him tightly with both hands.
"I'm not..."
"I don't want this answer."
Ye Shuang: "..."
He remained silent for a long time. The girl's body temperature felt hotter than the sun, almost scorching his skin.
Ye Shuang slowly reached out and gently brushed aside Bai Yuyou's hair. "You want an answer..."
"Yes, you have indeed grown up."
"The answer you want..."
"Is the same as the reply I just gave." Ye Shuang gently rested his chin on Bai Yuyou's head. "I like you, Yuyou."
Bai Yuyou slowly looked up.
"But... I'm sorry." Ye Shuang smiled, though it was tinged with bitterness.
"Well, I'm getting married."
Bai Yuyou: "..."
"So, does Ye Shuang not want me anymore?" The girl's words left Ye Shuang stunned in place. He was silent for a moment before simply saying, "How could that be."
"But I want Ye Shuang," Bai Yuyou said, her voice dropping as low as a mosquito's buzz. "I want Ye Shuang."
"I'm trying hard to grow up. Ye Shuang, can you wait for me a little longer?"
Ye Shuang opened his mouth slightly but didn't know what to say.
At this moment, his heart was incredibly conflicted. Multiple emotions continuously tangled within him, eventually turning into a deep pool that relentlessly pulled at his feelings. Ye Shuang only felt a sharp sting in his brain.
"I'm sorry," Ye Shuang could only say softly. "I... probably cannot wait for you."
Bai Yuyou looked at him silently. She slowly let go of him, turned around, and walked away.
Ye Shuang watched her retreating back, then lowered his head to look at the clothes in the bucket, lost in a daze.
After returning indoors, Bai Yuyou acted as if nothing had happened, still maintaining her usual expressionless little demeanor.
But Ye Shuang noticed that she had become much quieter.
Ye Shuang knew that his words would hurt the girl, but many things ultimately had to be made clear—even though deep down, he didn't want to do it.
...
...
Half a month passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the opening day of Yinshan Academy.
In the early morning, Ye Shuang drove the two girls to school. However, along the way, compared to the lively Tang Keke, Bai Yuyou appeared much quieter. She sat in the corner, her inherently ethereal temperament making her seem even more distant and cold.
"What's wrong, Yuyou? Are you in a bad mood?" Actually, Tang Keke had also noticed Bai Yuyou's unusual behavior lately; she was often absent-minded.
"I'm fine." Bai Yuyou shook her head gently.
After arriving at the school gates, Bai Yuyou and Tang Keke got out of the car.
"Brother, we are leaving."
"Okay, sure."
"Yuyou, aren't you going to recharge your energy?" Tang Keke noticed that Bai Yuyou was standing to the side, completely motionless.
"I don't need to anymore." Bai Yuyou shook her head. She then took a glance at Ye Shuang, finally said we're leaving, and led the bewildered Tang Keke into the campus.
Ye Shuang sat in the driver's seat, watching all of this. He remained silent for a moment before slowly driving away.
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?"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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.”
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?"
