"Ah?"
Su Cheng couldn't keep up with the sudden shift in her train of thought, his mind momentarily blank.
"But the problem is, we haven’t even tried making eye contact yet?"
Su Cheng reminded her with utmost seriousness.
They hadn’t even tested whether locking eyes would work.
And as a devoted warrior of pure love, he absolutely refused to compromise.
"Then hurry… do it quickly…"
In the end, she crouched on the ground, hiding her face behind a folding fan, leaving only her sparkling eyes visible as she gazed pleadingly at Su Cheng.
Seeing this, Su Cheng didn’t hesitate any longer. He activated his ability and met her gaze directly. In that instant, Ling Ning’s eyes suddenly lit up, glowing with an intoxicating, bewitching radiance.
But it turned out to be completely ineffective. The desire in her eyes only grew fiercer, and the next second, her pupils morphed into heart shapes. Without warning, she lunged at Su Cheng.
Su Cheng, already prepared, swiftly dodged.
Even after crashing to the ground, she immediately scrambled back up, undeterred, and charged at him again. He had no choice but to evade once more.
With his near-perfect reflexes,
there was no way she could catch him.
Ling Ning seemed to have descended into utter madness, her speed increasing as she chased him relentlessly. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t lay a finger on him. Still, she refused to give up.
Gradually—they spent an entire hour playing this game of cat and mouse in the woods.
"Ah—!!!"
Finally, Ling Ning couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed onto the grass, utterly exhausted.
"What if this ends up making her sick?"
Su Cheng stood a short distance away, watching her sprawled weakly in the grass as he muttered under his breath.
"Haaah…"
Ling Ning took several deep breaths, the sheer exhaustion affecting her body in strange ways. Strangely enough, it seemed to have restored her rationality.
"Senior, we failed. Even eye contact didn’t work."
Su Cheng sighed as he stood beside her.
"Is that so…"
Ling Ning also seemed troubled, though her exhaustion overshadowed everything else. Still, she managed to squeeze out a breathless sentence between gritted teeth, "Do you… have any other ideas?"
"Not at the moment."
Su Cheng, noticing that she seemed to have regained her composure, asked, "How are you feeling now?"
"Too tired to even think about anything else."
Ling Ning lay on the grass, staring blankly at the blue sky, her voice tinged with melancholy. "I just want to sleep."
"Then I’ll call someone to help you back to rest?"
Su Cheng suggested, adding, "I’ll think of a solution tonight. I’ll do my best to figure something out."
"To think I finally get to talk to you normally like this…"
At that moment, Ling Ning pushed herself up from the ground, straightened her clothes, and picked up her folding fan, resuming her usual poised and elegant demeanor. With a light chuckle, she said, "I must have looked utterly ridiculous today."
"No, Senior, you’re beautiful."
Su Cheng shook his head, offering a sincere compliment before shifting the blame onto himself. "It’s my fault you ended up in such an embarrassing situation. I’m really sorry."
"You’re quite the charmer."
Ling Ning shot him a glance, then snapped her fan shut. The warmth in her almond-shaped eyes vanished instantly. "Even though this was your doing, it wasn’t intentional. So, don’t blame yourself."
Though her tone was calm, there was still an undercurrent of anger—her earlier humiliation had left her deeply resentful.
"Since you don’t have a solution…"
She flicked open her fan again, hiding her face behind it as she murmured, "Why not try my idea?"
"Ah?"
Su Cheng was stunned. Hadn’t she just regained her rationality?
Why was she bringing this up again?
This caught him completely off guard, leaving him bewildered.
Snap.
Ling Ning closed the fan in her other hand, her expression turning stern and icy. She fixed her burning gaze on Su Cheng. "Don’t tell me you don’t want to take responsibility?"
"No, no, no!"
Su Cheng frantically waved his hands, hastily clarifying, "I just think we might be able to find another way."
"Having you witness me in such a state… it only fills me with shame and pain."
Ling Ning’s voice was soft but heavy. "I know I shouldn’t force you, but after thinking it over last night, this is the only way to spare us both further suffering. Besides, your character and abilities are more than respectable—you wouldn’t disgrace anyone."
Hearing this, Su Cheng was completely dumbfounded.
Yet Ling Ning suddenly stepped closer, stopping just inches away, her gaze scorching.
"So, what do you say?"
Her tone was resolute, leaving no room for refusal.
"If we become a couple, then everything that happened before won’t matter anymore…"
Mid-sentence, she let out a seductive hum, hiding her face behind the fan once more.
Su Cheng: "……"
He had no idea how to process this. While this was indeed the most straightforward solution, the problem was—he and Ling Ning had only met a handful of times. Was it really appropriate to jump into a relationship based on such brief interactions?
It felt far too reckless.
Su Cheng outright refused.
"I’m sorry, Senior."
He declined firmly, adding with sincerity, "Please give me three days. I promise I’ll find a way to resolve this."
"Oh… is that so…"
Ling Ning narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she studied him.
Then, slowly, she asked, "Su Cheng, what if you still haven’t found a solution after three days?"
At this, Su Cheng frowned, pausing in thought before meeting her gaze. "If I fail by then, I’ll withdraw from the school and stay far away from you, Senior. That would also solve the problem."
"Have I really been rejected to this extent?"
Ling Ning arched an eyebrow, her voice laced with accusation. "You’d rather drop out than become my boyfriend?"
"You’ve misunderstood, Senior."
Su Cheng shook his head earnestly. "For me, it would be an honor beyond words."
"But…"
He hesitated before continuing, "Even though you seem perfectly rational now, I know you’re still somewhat affected by your condition. It might be influencing your judgment. I don’t want to take advantage of that."
Hearing this, Ling Ning felt slightly mollified, a faint smile gracing her lips. She couldn’t help but admire Su Cheng’s integrity and thoughtfulness.
"Fine. I’ll respect your choice. I’ll wait for your answer."
Ling Ning gave a slight nod before turning to walk out of the woods. As she left, she tossed over her shoulder, "If you still can’t fix this in three days… you don’t have to leave."
"Huh?"
Su Cheng blinked, puzzled by her words.
"Because I’ve realized I’m only interested in you."
Ling Ning waved her fan behind her back, her voice drifting lazily through the air. "No one else holds even the slightest appeal anymore."
Su Cheng froze at those words, standing motionless until Ling Ning had walked several meters away before snapping back to reality. Did this mean dropping out of school had been completely pointless?
The realization left him utterly stunned by the sheer power of his own ability.
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!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.
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?"
