As these words rang out, a slender figure emerged slowly from the entrance of the Archery Club nearby. Dressed in a school uniform, she exuded an icy, formidable aura. Her strikingly beautiful face carried an aloof expression, yet it gave off an illusion that made it hard for others to meet her gaze.
Hearing this, Gu Ruoxue turned her head slightly, her eyes narrowing.
"Student Gu, why not come inside to take shelter?"
Ji Qingyi looked at Gu Ruoxue's eyes and spoke softly, her red lips parting.
Gu Ruoxue glanced at her, then at the fool Su Cheng beside her, who seemed oblivious to the tension and was playing with his fingers. A flicker of something unreadable passed through her eyes before she responded with a polite smile, "Since Student Ji is so kind as to invite me, I won't refuse your hospitality!"
With that, she turned and walked toward the Archery Club.
The tagalong Su Cheng hurried after her.
Right now, he didn’t feel like speaking—he just wanted to be a silent, brooding pretty boy.
The situation between these two girls was something he couldn’t possibly interfere with. Besides, it was like choosing between two sides of the same coin—he had no idea what to do.
Ah, what a difficult dilemma.
Ji Qingyi followed them inside.
"Su Cheng, long time no—wait?!"
As soon as the two stepped into the Archery Club, Li Shishi was about to hand over a towel when she realized the person beside Su Cheng was none other than Gu Ruoxue. She quickly offered the towel, asking in surprise, "S-St-Student Gu, please use this!"
"Thank you."
After hearing her thanks, Li Shishi turned and left, leaving only the three of them at the entrance.
Gu Ruoxue raised her eyes, accepted the towel with a word of gratitude, and began dabbing at the damp strands of hair on her forehead with her slender, fair fingers.
Beside her stood Su Cheng and Ji Qingyi.
As she wiped her hair, she subtly observed the two.
Ji Qingyi stood with her arms crossed leisurely, one finger tapping against her arm, completely still otherwise.
Su Cheng, however, was having a much harder time.
In this situation, there was only one towel.
And now…
A sense of impending doom washed over him. He could already foresee the deadly dilemma he was about to face. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the club president (Gu Ruoxue) finishing with the towel and attempting to hand it to him, while the other (Ji Qingyi) unexpectedly pulled a handkerchief from her skirt pocket.
Gulp.
At this moment, he knew with absolute clarity that if he didn’t act, he would soon be forced into a fatal multiple-choice question.
It was like two girls standing before him, gazing at him with hopeful yet nervous expressions, asking him who he liked best. The scenarios were eerily similar.
He inwardly groaned, realizing he had exactly one second to come up with a solution—or else, he was doomed.
Should he pull out his own towel from his system space?
No, that would be way too obvious.
There were surveillance cameras at the entrance too.
Just as the two girls extended their hands to offer him their respective items, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.
The answer was…
Take both!
He raised both hands simultaneously, grabbing the towel with one and the handkerchief with the other. His action made the two girls freeze.
Then, Gu Ruoxue frowned slightly as she looked at what Su Cheng was holding. She hadn’t expected their relationship to be so intimate that they could share personal belongings like this.
Su Cheng pressed both the handkerchief and towel to his face, inhaling deeply. The combined scents made him feel like the luckiest man alive.
"Hehe, so fragrant~"
The two distinct, captivating fragrances of the girls intertwined, blending into a unique, refreshing aroma.
This was… the Qingxue fragrance~
Ji Qingyi didn’t say anything, simply allowing him to wipe his face. However, when she glanced at Gu Ruoxue, she found the other girl staring unblinkingly back at her. Ji Qingyi returned the gaze with an equally indifferent expression, as if they were locked in a silent standoff.
By now, Su Cheng had finished drying himself.
At the same time, Ji Qingyi spoke, her voice cool. "Since you’re already here, why not come inside for some tea?"
Without waiting for Gu Ruoxue’s response, she turned and walked toward the inner room. Gu Ruoxue hesitated for a moment before following.
As for Su Cheng?
He clutched the towel and Ji Qingyi’s handkerchief, planning to stash them in his system space later. After waiting half a minute, he finally made his way into the Archery Club.
The moment he stepped inside, he noticed the club members whispering about what had just happened.
The moment they saw Su Cheng, everyone fell silent, their eyes fixed on him.
"Su Cheng? Why did you suddenly quit the club? And why did you come here with President Gu? Did something happen?"
Yang Xin couldn’t resist asking, and the others—including Wang Guancong’s older sister—also looked at him curiously.
Su Cheng scratched his head awkwardly before holding up the items in his hands. "Well, I joined the Social Practice Club. It just happened to start raining, so I came in to take shelter."
"You could’ve at least given us a heads-up! That was way too sudden!"
Wang Guancong’s sister glared at him reproachfully.
Su Cheng quickly shook his head, apologizing profusely. "Sorry, sorry! This time it really was too rushed—"
But before he could finish, Li Shishi’s voice called out from a nearby room. "Su Cheng, the president wants you inside."
Hearing this, Su Cheng’s expression changed. He had been planning to stay outside and chat, but now…
Sigh.
He let out a resigned sigh, gave everyone an apologetic smile, and headed toward the president’s office.
When he pushed the door open, he found the two girls seated at a table with a tea set between them. The atmosphere was… strange, to say the least.
What stood out even more was that Ji Qingyi wasn’t sitting in the host’s seat.
They were positioned directly across from each other.
This left Su Cheng unsure of where to sit.
Which side should he choose?
At the same time, both girls turned to look at him, their beautiful eyes filled with unspoken warnings and expectations.
"President, I used to drink tea here all the time! Let me tell you, President Ji’s tea is amazing—you’ve got to try it!"
Su Cheng put on his best sycophantic smile, picking up the teapot and pouring a cup for Gu Ruoxue first, then one for Ji Qingyi. After that, he simply stood to the side, the towel still draped over his shoulder, ready to serve them at any moment.
Ji Qingyi’s eyes narrowed slightly at his words.
She glanced at the teapot in Su Cheng’s hands, a glint of something unreadable flashing in her gaze, but she remained silent, sipping the tea he had poured for her.
"Mmm."
Gu Ruoxue took a small sip before nodding in approval. "Sitting quietly and enjoying a cup of tea is a rare moment of leisure. However…"
She paused, setting the cup down before looking up at Su Cheng. "The heavy rain does dampen the mood somewhat."
"The rain shows no sign of stopping anytime soon."
Just as Gu Ruoxue finished speaking, a woman’s voice came from outside—likely Ji Qingyi’s attendant.
Ji Qingyi also set down her cup and turned to Su Cheng. "You just got caught in the rain. Sit down and have some tea to warm up."
Hearing this concern, Su Cheng found himself trapped in yet another dilemma.
He glanced at the now-silent Gu Ruoxue, then at Ji Qingyi beside her.
The two were clearly locked in a battle of wills, and he was stuck in the middle, miserable.
To sit or not to sit—neither option felt right.
As a man, this was truly humiliating.
Fortunately, at times like these, his mind grew clearer, allowing him to better grasp the situation he was in.
After careful consideration, he finally made up his mind. Picking up a cup, he moved a chair next to the door and sat down, leaning against it. He began drinking one cup after another, refusing to spare another glance at the two women—his demeanor making it clear he was upset and not to be provoked.
Seeing this, the two women exchanged a look before lowering their heads and sipping their tea in silence.
Two stunning beauties sat there, drinking quietly, yet an undercurrent of tension swirled between them, as if a storm were about to break.
This standoff lasted about five minutes before Ji Qingyi finally spoke. She dabbed her lips gracefully with a napkin, set down her teacup, and said, "I’ve heard a little about the activities of the Social Practice Club, Director Gu. Recently, I’ve encountered some difficulties—might you offer some guidance?"
"If it’s merely ‘some difficulties,’ then you haven’t reached a point of desperation yet. One of our club’s principles is to extend help only to those truly in need. I suggest you strive a little harder, President Ji."
Gu Ruoxue set down her cup and replied coldly.
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
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?
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
