Su Qi raised an eyebrow. "What, not allowed? Eldest brother is like a father, and fatherly love... cough."
Liu Yuan stared at him, skepticism in her eyes. "Since when do you care about my safety? Usually, you can’t even be bothered to cook, holed up in your room tinkering with who-knows-what."
Su Qi pocketed his phone and slumped back onto the couch, his tone returning to its usual laziness.
"Special circumstances. Who knows what kind of trouble might pop up in the Origin Realm? I don’t like the idea of you going alone."
A warmth flickered in Liu Yuan’s chest, softening her voice. "The instructor leading the team is at the sixth tier. An E-rank Origin Realm’s limit is only around the fourth tier—there’s practically no chance of anything going wrong."
"The school wouldn’t joke about our safety."
"Relax."
Su Qi grinned. "I’m also sixth tier."
Liu Yuan: ???
Wait, seriously?
Su Qi actually had sixth-tier strength???
Now that she thought about it, hadn’t Old Li once mentioned offhand that Su Qi used to be some kind of genius?
With that in mind, it didn’t seem so far-fetched.
So she reached for his phone.
Su Qi yanked it back, eyeing her warily. "What are you doing?"
[Delight +66]
Liu Yuan rolled her eyes, exasperation creeping into her voice. "The digital signature. Weren’t you just insisting on being my guardian?"
Only then did Su Qi relax, handing the phone over.
For a second, he’d thought she wanted to keep reading Fate’s Horizon to see how the story played out.
Liu Yuan took the phone, pulling up the guardian agreement page. As she filled in the details, she muttered, "We’re gathering at six tomorrow morning. Don’t be late."
Su Qi took the phone back and waved lazily. "Relax, when have I ever been late?"
Liu Yuan didn’t hesitate to call him out. "When have you ever been on time?"
Su Qi didn’t respond, merely stretching with a yawn before heading toward the front door.
……
She wasn’t sure why Su Qi had suddenly made this request.
But it was a good thing.
Liu Yuan’s reasoning for signing went like this:
First, while the instructor was sixth-tier, each teacher had too many students to oversee. Their movements would inevitably be restricted to ensure they stayed within the instructor’s support range, which limited the effectiveness of the training.
Second…
There was the daily "adventure" nonsense.
Having Su Qi as a designated target would solve a lot of headaches.
Compared to suddenly being told to approach strangers and do random, awkward tasks…
She’d rather deal with Su Qi’s antics.
Might as well treat him like a portable charger!
Then Liu Yuan quickly pulled out her phone, eager to chat with her brother.
If she didn’t talk to him now, she wouldn’t see him again for over a month…
But after sending four or five messages, there was still no reply.
Right. He was probably busy with something—unlike Su Qi, who had all the time in the world.
……
Weird.
Really weird.
Noon had long since turned to evening.
Yet Liu Yuan’s messaging app remained dead silent.
She couldn’t hold back any longer and sent another flurry of texts.
[Iris: Brother, brother, brother, where are you today?]
[Iris: Still not back yet?]
[Iris: Missed call.]
[Iris: Crying cat sticker]
[Iris: White stockings photo]
[Iris: I was wrong, next time you want to see, I’ll take the pic right away—no teasing.]
[Iris: ……]
She didn’t see herself as being pathetic.
It was just that the love she believed in, the emotional world she embraced, was like a tranquil lake.
And someone kept stirring up ripples across its surface.
But… this feeling was so genuine, so real it defied words—close enough to touch, yet separated by a phone screen, slipping through her fingers.
Combined with her lack of romantic experience, this sense of near-yet-far distance, along with the insecurity from her guesses about his identity…
All of it made her more prone to anxiety than most people in relationships.
She feared love might vanish without warning, like a sudden tornado—
Leaving behind only wrecked memories.
……
Meanwhile.
Su Qi, who had just finished shopping for outdoor supplies, checked his phone and paled at the flood of unread messages.
[IWantSleep: ……]
[IWantSleep: Got caught up in something important, forgot to check my phone…]
[IWantSleep: Don’t cry, Little Yuan. Don’t cry.]
But Su Qi was different. He knew exactly why that tornado had formed, how it gathered strength.
He’d ride its momentum, using a few tricks to make it even more spectacular—until it swept everything into the sky!
In love, sometimes a little "white lie" could heighten the joy.
So this time, he didn’t tell the truth.
An ordinary person in Su Qi’s shoes would’ve panicked at Little Yuan’s bombardment of messages.
They’d rush to explain: I got permission to enter the Origin Realm! We won’t be apart for over a month—I was just shopping for gear earlier, so I missed your texts.
But Su Qi disagreed.
Far better to wait until tomorrow morning, after Little Yuan entered the Origin Realm, and then send her a single message:
‘This is the gift I promised you yesterday.’
‘Spent the whole day stealing the Origin Realm’s signal tower for you~’
This was the confidence his years of playing galgames had given him.
……
The moment his reply came through, the gloom in Liu Yuan’s eyes melted into longing.
A small smile tugged at her lips as a ripple of happiness spread through her chest, widening endlessly.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
