"Hello?"
"Hey?"
"Lin Yu?"
Tang Manman tried several different ways to call his name, her voice soft and gentle, hoping to get even the slightest reaction from him.
But her calls sank like stones into the sea, leaving no ripples—not even a glance from Lin Yu.
Looking at his dazed and vacant expression, Tang Manman remembered the nurse's earlier instructions.
The patient had lost a lot of blood and needed plenty of rest and fluids.
Recalling this, she quickly poured hot water from the electric kettle into a bowl to let it cool, then carefully measured out the prescribed medication from the pharmacy.
With the water and medicine in hand, she approached Lin Yu, only to hesitate again at the sight of his blank, unresponsive state.
What should she do?
In this condition, he clearly couldn’t take the medicine on his own.
Should she feed it to him?
Tang Manman stood frozen in place.
Deep down, she was still a little afraid of Lin Yu—afraid to get too close, afraid that if he regained his senses, he might turn into the same shameless rogue he had been at noon today.
But...
Something felt off to her.
At noon, it was like he had suddenly become a completely different person.
If he really were a bad guy...
Then yesterday at noon, and especially last night when her clothes had been cut open...
The memory of her exposed state made Tang Manman’s cheeks burn. She shook her head, forcing the embarrassing image out of her mind, and went back to puzzling over whether Lin Yu was a good person or not.
If he had wanted to last night, she could have ended up in an unspeakable situation.
But he hadn’t done anything. Instead, he had thoughtfully bought her new clothes, left without asking for anything in return—not even reimbursement—and disappeared like some modern-day Lei Feng.
Doing good deeds without expecting praise or reward.
Except he always wore that cold, unapproachable expression, as if the whole world owed him money.
At this thought, Tang Manman instinctively turned to look at Lin Yu.
The blood on his face had been cleaned off by the nurse, and the dyed blond hair that usually covered half his face was now tied back with a bandage.
Now he looked much more... respectable.
Well.
Okay, he still didn’t look respectable at all.
He had that naturally roguish face—the kind that just screamed "troublemaker."
Still...
"Not bad-looking, though..."
Under the influence of his three heroic rescues, Tang Manman murmured this with a faint blush.
But if he was really this cold-faced but kind-hearted guy, why had he suddenly turned into such a shameless jerk at noon?
Tang Manman couldn’t make sense of it.
She had noticed something was off even before school ended.
Lin Yu’s change had been too abrupt, and his actions at noon had felt deliberately exaggerated.
The memory of his teasing made her cheeks flush with irritation.
So ridiculous!
Was he treating her like a child?
Pretending to chase her like some cartoon villain—wasn’t that the kind of trick creepy uncles used to scare three-year-olds?
What kind of grown adult would fall for that?
But just as she finished mentally complaining, Tang Manman’s face burned even hotter.
Remembering how she had panicked, tripped over nothing, and fled like a scared rabbit, she wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
Ughhh.
She was worse than a three-year-old...
After this internal struggle, her unease faded a little. Seeing Lin Yu’s empty, unfocused gaze, she finally sat down beside him and decided to feed him the medicine.
Testing the water in the bowl, she found it still too hot. Scooping a little onto a spoon, she blew on it gently before carefully bringing it to Lin Yu’s lips.
His blank mind finally registered something—water.
With effort, he parted his dry, cracked lips, driven by instinct to seek the cooling relief for his burning throat.
The small sip was barely enough, only intensifying his thirst.
Seeing him tilt his chin slightly, begging for more, Tang Manman scooped another spoonful. But just as she was about to feed it to him, a thought struck her.
The water was still scalding—what if it burned him?
She hesitated, staring at the steaming bowl. She couldn’t just give it to him like this.
But watching Lin Yu’s desperate need for water made her anxious too.
She couldn’t just wait for it to cool—that would take forever!
Glancing between the spoon and Lin Yu, whose eyes now held a faint glimmer of awareness, she hesitated for a second before shifting slightly out of his line of sight.
Raising the spoon to her own lips, she pursed them slightly and blew soft, cooling breaths over the water.
After a few gentle puffs, she carefully tipped the spoon into Lin Yu’s mouth.
Retrieving it, she scooped another spoonful, her cheeks flushing as she repeated the process—blowing on it, then feeding it to him.
After several rounds, the water level had dropped by a third, but Tang Manman’s face was now alarmingly red.
It was as if the heat from the water hadn’t dissipated into the air but had instead transferred straight to her soft, pale cheeks.
Finally, after drinking nearly half the bowl, Lin Yu—like a corpse whose last wish had been fulfilled—stopped staring blankly and closed his eyes in exhausted relief.
Tang Manman let out a quiet sigh. If this had gone on any longer, she might have combusted from the inexplicable heat in her head.
Setting the spoon aside, she hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching Lin Yu’s peaceful sleeping face, waiting for the feverish haze in her mind to fade.
As she watched, a sudden giggle escaped her. She quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, afraid of disturbing him—but the laughter still sparkled in her crescent-moon eyes.
The reason? Lin Yu’s face.
Most of his skin was slightly tanned from sun exposure, but the small part usually hidden under his blond hair was startlingly pale—almost unnaturally so.
Half dark, half light.
The absurd contrast made her shoulders shake with silent laughter.
And remembering how, at noon, he had dramatically flipped his hair to look at her without turning his head...
She nearly burst out laughing again, eyes squeezed shut.
Who knew?
He was actually a total goofball!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
