Ye Shuang softened his tone, "Find some time to go to the hospital for a check-up. After all, you're still young and haven't even graduated yet."
"I... I..." The girl hesitated for a moment before finally nodding. "I understand."
"School doctor," she spoke again.
"Hmm?"
"If this turns out to be true... can you keep it a secret for me?" The girl seemed flustered upon learning about the situation, even a little fearful of the consequences.
She half-expected Ye Shuang to say something like, "Classmate, you wouldn’t want your family to find out about this, would you?" and then threaten her. But contrary to her fears, Ye Shuang simply smiled warmly.
"I won’t tell anyone. Go to the hospital as soon as possible. At your age, you really need to take care of yourself."
"Don’t let a moment of youthful impulsiveness ruin your bright future. There’s still a long road ahead."
After saying this, Ye Shuang fell silent.
Perhaps he was the least qualified person to say such words.
People always pay for their impulses in the end, and the one they can’t forgive is often themselves.
But unlike what Ye Shuang expected, the girl’s expression grew resolute after hearing his words. "I know. That guy actually lied to me about... being safe. There’s no way I’d make such a sacrifice for him."
With that, the girl prepared to leave, but not before giving Ye Shuang a deep bow.
Ye Shuang suddenly felt that being a school doctor was quite interesting—occasionally, he even got to witness some juicy drama.
At 4 p.m., it was time to clock out. The day hadn’t felt much like work at all—aside from those two female students earlier, no one else had come in.
For the first time, Ye Shuang felt that work could actually be enjoyable. He had spent most of the afternoon reading.
Hanging his white coat on the hook, Ye Shuang locked the door of the third infirmary and made his way to Class 3-A.
Coincidentally, exams had just ended. When Bai Yuyou noticed Ye Shuang outside the window, her eyes instantly brightened. She stood up and hurried to the classroom door, throwing herself into his arms.
"Ye Shuang... hug..."
"We’ll hug at home," Ye Shuang instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist before quickly letting go.
At that moment, Tang Keke also walked out, looking utterly confident.
"Seems like the exam went well?" Ye Shuang chuckled.
"Nailed it!" Tang Keke practically lifted her chin to the sky.
While the top students sighed, the slackers rejoiced.
Soon, Tang Keke seemed to remember something. "Oh, right, big bro, you still haven’t told us why you were supervising our exam today."
"Are you a teacher?"
"Not a teacher. To be precise, I’m temporarily working here." Ye Shuang hadn’t yet figured out how to explain the situation with An Shiyu.
Bai Yuyou also looked at him curiously. She spent every day with Ye Shuang—since when had he started working at the school?
"It’s a long story. What do you want for dinner tonight?" Ye Shuang smiled. "Keke, you should join us too. Consider it a little boost after these two days of exams."
"I’d love to," Tang Keke said regretfully, "but it’s my grandpa’s birthday tonight, so I can’t. My parents are coming to pick me up soon."
"No problem. We’ll do it another time."
"Hehe." Tang Keke suddenly felt that being friends with Bai Yuyou was truly the best.
Since Tang Keke had to leave early, Ye Shuang drove Bai Yuyou home. It was only a little past four, so rush hour hadn’t started yet—the roads weren’t too crowded. Remembering that Bai Yuyou had been going home with Tang Keke after school these past few days, he casually asked,
"Yuyou, where do you usually go after school?"
Seated in the passenger seat, Bai Yuyou mentioned places like dessert shops.
"Ever been to an arcade?" Ye Shuang suddenly asked.
"Arcade...?"
"Yeah. Never been?" Ye Shuang grinned. "Back when I was a student, I loved going there—games like King of Fighters, Metal Slug, Street Fighter, stuff like that. Really fun."
Though there were plenty of entertainment options nowadays, Ye Shuang wasn’t the same teenager who could spend an entire day glued to games.
"Okay." Hearing that it was something Ye Shuang liked, Bai Yuyou immediately nodded.
After parking near an arcade, they stepped out of the car and were greeted by a refreshing breeze.
The wind gently lifted the strands of Bai Yuyou’s hair. She tucked a loose lock behind her ear, and under the warm sunlight, her fair profile made Ye Shuang pause for a moment.
Snapping out of it, Ye Shuang shook his head with a quiet laugh.
"Ye Shuang."
"Hmm?"
"Ye Shuang... is your birthday coming soon?" Bai Yuyou asked.
"Yeah, this week," Ye Shuang replied before adding, "It’s our birthday."
Bai Yuyou didn’t know her actual birthdate, so she wanted to celebrate on the same day as Ye Shuang. To her, it was like an unspoken bond—a coincidence that wasn’t really a coincidence.
"What kind of gift do you want?" Ye Shuang smiled.
Asking directly might not be as good as a surprise, but he wasn’t sure what would make the perfect gift for her.
"Anything?"
"If it’s possible."
"I want... Ye Shuang to marry me."
Ye Shuang was stunned for a second before recovering. "You’re not old enough yet."
"Where did that come from? Who put that idea in your head?"
"Keke. She’s a love expert." Bai Yuyou unknowingly threw Tang Keke under the bus.
"What?"
Since when had Tang Keke taken up the role of a self-proclaimed romance guru? Clearly, she needed a little "guidance."
Ye Shuang cleared his throat. Meanwhile, Bai Yuyou looked at him expectantly. "Ye Shuang, what do you want?"
"For your birthday gift... I’ll give you anything."
Bai Yuyou didn’t understand these things, but if it was something Ye Shuang wanted, she was willing to give it.
"A birthday gift, huh?" Ye Shuang thought for a moment before smiling. "How about you cook a dish for me? Just one. Can you do that?"
Bai Yuyou blinked, seemingly not expecting that request. "One dish?"
"Yep. Start with something simple." Ye Shuang had been teaching her to assist in the kitchen—it was about time she learned to cook properly.
If there ever came a day when he wasn’t around, at least she wouldn’t have to rely on instant noodles.
Not that instant noodles were junk food, but eating them too often would lead to an unbalanced diet.
"Okay."
Once Bai Yuyou agreed, Ye Shuang didn’t press further.
They entered the arcade, where Ye Shuang exchanged some cash for tokens. He noticed Bai Yuyou’s gaze lingering on a claw machine.
"That’s a claw machine. You can grab plush toys from it." Ye Shuang jingled the tokens in his hand. "Want to give it a try?"

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.

] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.

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?

ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!