Bai Yuyou and Taozi spent one day in the hospital before being transferred to a private hospital in Haizhu City. Ye Shuang wasn't there around the clock either—he worked at the company during the day, then drove to the hospital around three or four in the afternoon to take care of Yuyou and Taozi. He'd also shower there and stay until the next morning when he left for work.
The best thing about a private hospital was that beds were plentiful, the wards were especially spacious, and there were more nurses on hand. The only downside was the price.
Inside the ward at this moment, sunlight scattered across the hospital bed, accompanied by a slowly lengthening apple peel. Ye Shuang was peeling apples with a fruit knife for Bai Yuyou and Taozi, occasionally asking if they felt anything wrong today.
"I'm fine, Ye Shuang. Just focus on work," Bai Yuyou said, nibbling at the apple he handed her before passing the other half to Taozi.
"Better to stay a few more days in the hospital anyway—you were crushed, and there could be internal bleeding that's hard to spot," Ye Shuang said.
"Oh," Bai Yuyou nodded obediently.
"It really is a bit boring, staying cooped up in a ward," Taozi couldn't help but say. Her usual pace of life was extremely fast—she had things to do almost every hour. Stopping like this made her, a naturally industrious person, feel an indescribable unease.
"Once you're healthy, that's when you can fight for your dreams," Ye Shuang said, then as if recalling something, added, "Speaking of which, you've been hospitalized here for days now. Don't your sisters know?"
"I was afraid my family would worry, so I just said I was away on a business trip for a few days," Taozi said with a smile. "Coincidentally, they didn't know I was going to the concert either—initially I was too shy to tell them I was performing, but it turned out to be a huge help."
"Sometimes, leaning on your family is a good choice too." Taozi was so sensible and mature that Ye Shuang couldn't help but sigh.
For the past few days, the concert organizers had been calling nonstop and even personally came by with gift baskets—after all, the concert accident had gone viral online, so compensation was unavoidable.
"Aunt Xian is genuinely furious," Ye Shuang shook his head.
He then glanced at his phone, which was filled with messages of concern from friends on all sides—after all, Bai Yuyou had been crushed, and everyone was asking if there were any serious issues. Even Fugui had flown back from abroad specifically to see Yuyou, skipping an entire gala event.
"By the way, Brother Ye, did they find out why the screen fell?" Taozi asked curiously. The venue had looked quite new to her, probably only a few years old—it shouldn't have been an aging issue in theory.
"The organizers' explanation is that the equipment wasn't installed to spec, but there were dozens of workers at the venue, and with no surveillance footage or records, they can't pin it on any single person. The organizers quickly apologized and took full responsibility themselves," Ye Shuang said.
Though Ye Shuang also suspected the installers might not be impossible to trace, he figured they could have been outsourced workers without proper registration. Since tracking them down would be difficult and the organizers had already accepted responsibility, he decided not to dwell on it.
He'd leave the rest to Aunt Xian to hash out.
Ye Shuang hadn't slept well these past few days. Almost every time he lay down, his mind kept replaying Bai Yuyou getting crushed. He even had nightmares—dreams where Yuyou had walked one or two steps further and ended up with a shattered fracture.
"Haah—" Ye Shuang couldn't help but yawn, fatigue washing over him in waves.
"Is Ye Shuang tired?" Bai Yuyou noticed this and saw the exhaustion on his face, then patted the spot next to her on the bed.
"Lie down."
"It's fine, I'm used to it. A cup of coffee will do," Ye Shuang shook his head while letting out another yawn. "I'll go take a walk."
"Ye Shuang, I want to come too," Bai Yuyou said softly.
"You can't leave the ward."
"The nurse said I can take a walk in the garden downstairs."
"Is that so..." Ye Shuang then looked over at Taozi. "Taozi, do you want to come with us down to the garden? You said you were feeling bored, right?"
"Brother Ye, I need to make some calls. You two go on ahead," Taozi said, phone in hand, seemingly replying to someone's messages with a focused expression.
"Alright then," Ye Shuang said, not pressing the matter when he heard her response.
Bai Yuyou was able to walk normally on solid ground, but the doctor had advised no strenuous activity during the observation period, so she took tiny steps while following Ye Shuang, wobbling like a little penguin in an adorable way.
Holding the girl beside him, Ye Shuang rode the elevator down with her to the small garden on the first floor. The air was fresh there, like a mini park full of trees and flowers, and several nurses were pushing patients in wheelchairs out for some fresh air.
"The place is pretty crowded. Do you want a wheelchair, Yuyou?" Ye Shuang asked, thinking it might still be better to have her sit.
"No," Bai Yuyou said, looking at Ye Shuang. "If I'm in a wheelchair, I can't hold Ye Shuang's arm."
With that, she squeezed his arm even tighter, and his elbow sank fully into softness.
"Alright then..."
While Ye Shuang was slowly strolling with Bai Yuyou, on the other side—
At the entrance of Haizhu City's airport, two figures slid out on their suitcases. They were riding them one after another, the suitcases under them rolling along like little scooters, complete with steering grips. The sight drew the attention of surrounding travelers.
"So slow."
"Be glad we can even do this—the airlines won't let you bring big battery packs on the plane."
When they reached the main doors and felt the air rush over them, one of the long-haired girls took a deep breath and proclaimed, "Why do my eyes always well with tears? Because I love this land so deeply."
"I seriously can't handle the food overseas."
"Be glad I didn't take you to Curryland," the other girl, a short-haired one, said flatly. "Ganges masala—one bite and you'd be screaming for your mom."
"Heh."
"Come on, our car's been gathering dust in the parking lot. Paying the parking fee is on you."
The two girls were none other than An Shiyu and Chao Yiyu. After hearing that Bai Yuyou and the others had been injured, they'd decided to come back home—not exactly out of concern for Bai Yuyou, but it served as a good excuse for their return.
"Whoa, the parking fee here is crazy expensive. I'd rather not," Anshi Yi said, then as if a thought struck her, added, "How about we get Big Guy to foot the bill, and we'll even provide him some entertainment?"
"..." An Shiyu gave a deadpan look. "You think that's possible? Last time he literally cried."
"True... he's a tame family man, after all."
] 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.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
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.”
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
