The night was deep, the moonlight hazy.
In this small county town stood a villa. If one were to ask who in this town was the woman closest to the moon, it would undoubtedly be the young girl sitting on the balcony of this villa.
She wore a white nightgown, her long hair cascading loosely, her eyes like stagnant water, devoid of any ripple of emotion.
The tear mole at the corner of her eye accentuated her bewitching beauty to perfection, as if she were a moon goddess who had just returned from the celestial palace, her entire being exuding an air of desolate coldness.
Aloof and untouchable.
This was Ji Qingyi. The makeup she had used to disguise her appearance had already been removed, revealing her true face.
She sat motionless by the table, like a statue. On the table was a cup of Pu'er tea, its steam rising in delicate wisps, obscuring her vision and preventing her gaze from reaching far into the distance.
After a long while, she reached out, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
Pu'er tea, being fermented, contains less tea polyphenols compared to other teas, making it especially suitable for nighttime enjoyment. It nourishes the stomach and enriches the blood, aiding in a restful night's sleep.
After sipping the tea, Ji Qingyi set the cup down, her slender fingers lightly tapping the tabletop as if she were waiting for something.
Her other hand, hidden beneath the table, clutched a smartphone from a popular brand that had been a hit several years ago.
This phone was practically an antique by now.
Knock, knock—
A light, rhythmic tapping sounded at the door, followed by Liu Qingyue's soft voice: "Young Mistress."
"Hmm."
Ji Qingyi responded indifferently. "Come in."
The door opened.
Liu Qingyue entered and, seeing Ji Qingyi seated in the chair, promptly reported, "They've already fallen asleep."
She was referring to Xuan Ying and Zhao Yan.
"Hmm."
Ji Qingyi gave a slight nod.
"Young Mistress, perhaps you should rest as well?" Liu Qingyue suggested gently.
"No need." Ji Qingyi gazed at the bright full moon outside the window, her tone even. "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
"..."
Liu Qingyue's expression turned slightly odd. Glancing at her mistress's phone, she suddenly realized something and said, "I think if you said that to Su Cheng, he'd probably be delighted~"
"..."
At this, Ji Qingyi frowned slightly and turned to look at her.
Liu Qingyue immediately shut her mouth, lowering her head like a well-behaved child.
"Why would he be happy?"
Ji Qingyi stared at her face, her voice icy.
"Uh..."
Liu Qingyue blinked a few times before mustering the courage to reply, "I just think he would be, though I can't say exactly why. Maybe because he likes the moon?"
However, Ji Qingyi paid no attention, continuing to fix her with a cold, scrutinizing gaze, as if evaluating an employee who had made a mistake.
After a long silence, the ever-astute Ji Qingyi picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, opened the browser, and typed into the search bar: "What is the allusion behind 'the night is beautiful'?"
Now, armed with the power of technology, no one would ever be able to deceive her again!
This is bad.
Liu Qingyue inwardly panicked. Just as she was racking her brain for a way to coax her mistress into going to bed, her peripheral vision caught a faint light moving in the distance near the villa.
So—
Just as Ji Qingyi finished typing and was about to hit search, Liu Qingyue suddenly spoke up: "Young Mistress, Li Guanqi is back."
Ji Qingyi paused, following her gaze. Sure enough, in the darkness, a faint light was slowly approaching.
Instinctively, she turned off her phone and focused her eyes on the approaching figure. As the person drew nearer, the details became clearer.
But this only made Ji Qingyi narrow her eyes—because Li Guanqi appeared completely composed.
As if nothing had happened at all, she walked steadily toward the villa, behaving no differently than usual.
Ji Qingyi found this rather strange.
It was completely contrary to Liu Qingyue's earlier predictions.
Could it be that nothing had happened?
The thought flickered through her mind before she dismissed it. She turned to Liu Qingyue, saying nothing, but her gaze conveyed her confusion.
Seeing this, Liu Qingyue sighed and explained directly: "Young Mistress, I don't have a script. How could I possibly know how things would unfold?"
"Is this all you're good for?" Ji Qingyi looked at her before stating coolly, "Can't you go investigate properly?"
"It's not that I don't want to. But Young Mistress, aren't you and Su Cheng already quite close and in sync? Is there really a need to keep such a distance? After all..." Liu Qingyue hesitated before finally speaking her mind: "After all, if you just asked him directly, Su Cheng would tell you everything without hiding a single detail."
Liu Qingyue made it clear she had no intention of stepping in and tossed the problem back to her mistress.
Ji Qingyi remained silent.
"If you keep passively waiting, you might lose the meaning and initiative in life," Liu Qingyue advised earnestly. "Besides, look at Li Guanqi—she took the initiative, so Su Cheng went to her first. This just goes to show that whether it's friendship or love, both require active expression. They thrive on interaction and mutual growth."
She continued trying to persuade Ji Qingyi.
Ji Qingyi, however, stayed silent, her expression growing increasingly stormy.
"Oh!"
At that moment, Liu Qingyue suddenly pulled out her phone and showed Ji Qingyi a chat screen, pointing at the messages displayed.
Su Cheng: "Senior, you should rest early too. Goodnight."
"See? Su Cheng just wished me goodnight," Liu Qingyue said with a bright smile. "Young Mistress, did you get one too? Don't tell me you didn't? That can't be, right? After all the trouble you went through, worrying about him and even coming all the way to the countryside—and he didn't even send you a message? How heartless can he be?!"
The moment the words left her mouth, Ji Qingyi's right hand clenched, crushing the armrest of the chair.
She lifted her head, her dark, ink-like pupils fixed on Liu Qingyue.
In an instant, Liu Qingyue froze, a chill shooting up from her feet to the top of her head, making her shudder violently.
Yet Ji Qingyi did nothing further, though she still offered an explanation—
"At this hour, I would already be asleep. That's why he didn't disturb me."
Her face was expressionless as she spoke, as if entirely unaffected.
On the surface, she seemed unbothered, but the tragic state of the chair's armrest betrayed the fury simmering beneath.
Liu Qingyue let out a relieved breath and quickly said, "Thank you for clarifying, Young Mistress. I'll take my leave now. Please rest early."
With that, she hastily retreated.
Ji Qingyi watched her leave before brushing the wood shavings from her hand. Once she had cleaned up, she picked up her phone again.
But this time, she wasn't searching for anything.
Instead, she opened her chat log.
Her eyes lingered on yesterday's "goodnight" from Su Cheng—the last message between them. She pressed her lips together, hesitating, before finally locking the screen and setting the phone back on the table.
Then, Ji Qingyi stood up and walked slowly toward the balcony railing.
The night breeze brushed past, tousling the strands of hair by her ears.
The moonlight, hazy and cool, cast a faint glow around her.
Her figure was slender and delicate, an elegant blend of grace and nobility, her demeanor poised and her aura aloof, making one dare not profane her presence.
"Ding dong~"
Just then, her phone chimed with a notification.
Ji Qingyi paused slightly before turning back to her seat, picking up her phone from the table, and opening the message directly.
Su Cheng: ["President, good night."]
Only four brief words, nothing more.
Ji Qingyi held her phone, then typed a single ["Mm."]
Su Cheng: ["My matters are settled. I’m returning to Yancheng today. I’ll explain everything in person when I’m back."]
Ji Qingyi hesitated for a moment before tapping out a reply: ["Alright."]
After waiting a few minutes with no further response, she tucked her phone back into her pocket, stood up, and finally made her way toward the bed.
......
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
