"You're right, but have some milk."
Su Cheng carried a steaming cup of milk over to Gu Ruoxue and handed it to her, continuing, "Books say milk contains tryptophan, which has a calming effect and helps with sleep at night."
Gu Ruoxue crossed her arms and studied the milk cup in front of her. The cup was mostly pink, with a panda-shaped rim and a logo featuring a fluffy pink bear—adorable, to say the least.
It was a souvenir from their last shopping trip.
"Thanks, but next time at this hour, I’d suggest warm water instead."
She picked up the cup and took a tentative sip. The milk was sweet and fragrant, leaving a lingering warmth in her stomach. The rich creaminess carried a faint hint of strawberry, a fitting match for the pink cup.
Then, cradling the cup in both hands, she turned her gaze to the window, her fingers lightly tracing the panda logo as a faint smile curved her lips. She really loved pandas.
"Why?"
"Because usually by this time, people have already brushed their teeth and are ready for bed."
"Oh, it’s already that late?"
Su Cheng stood beside her, looking out at the view outside.
Tonight’s sky was dark and desolate, devoid of even a single star, let alone the dazzling brilliance of distant suns.
It was nothing but gloom.
"The wind tonight is quite restless," Su Cheng suddenly remarked, a touch of melancholy in her voice. "And it almost sounds like it’s on the verge of weeping."
"If you’re out of words, you might as well go rest." Gu Ruoxue’s smile faded as she spoke seriously. "You’ve been running around all day—must be exhausting. Better sleep early and save me the worry."
"I was just trying to lighten the mood. Standing here like an idiot next to you is pretty awkward otherwise."
Su Cheng quickly waved her hands and added, "I wanted to say ‘the moon is beautiful,’ but there’s nothing out there tonight. Can’t just lie, right?"
As she spoke, she glanced out the window again, then instinctively pointed at the sky and gasped softly, "Ah, the moon’s out!"
Gu Ruoxue followed Su Cheng’s finger automatically, only to find the same pitch-black sky—no bright, round moon in sight, just a thick blanket of dark fog obscuring everything.
"If you’ve got nothing more meaningful to say, how about we each go to our rooms and sleep?"
Gu Ruoxue rolled her eyes in exasperation, but when she met Su Cheng’s unwavering gaze, realization dawned, and she shot her a mildly annoyed glare.
The implication was obvious.
She was the so-called moon.
"Ridiculous." Gu Ruoxue averted her eyes, focusing instead on the warm milk in her hands, sipping quietly as she stared blankly at the sky.
"But to me, you are my moon."
Unfazed, Su Cheng kept her eyes fixed on Gu Ruoxue and said earnestly, "So I can say it now. The night is truly beautiful~"
"I see you’re quite good at leveraging your current state. But haven’t you noticed how bizarre it sounds when you say these things without a hint of emotion?"
Hearing Su Cheng bring up the moon again, Gu Ruoxue couldn’t help but glance up at her.
"Bizarre?" Su Cheng tilted her head, puzzled. "Seems fine to me. What’s the issue?"
"That’s because they’re too blinded by their own biases to think critically, letting you get away with it." Gu Ruoxue shook her head and went back to her milk, muttering under her breath, "Honestly, you’re just plain weird."
Yet, Su Cheng fell silent at her words.
Gu Ruoxue couldn’t resist stealing another look.
Su Cheng was still staring straight at her.
With a long sigh, Gu Ruoxue said, "If you came here just to spout sweet nothings, please go back to your room and rest."
"There’s a lot I want to say. And a lot I want to ask." Su Cheng suddenly spoke softly, her voice laced with something complicated—low but sincere. "Calling you my moon is because, up till now, I’ve always relied on you. You’ve been like the moon, quietly watching over me, lighting my way..."
She paused briefly before continuing, "...So that’s why I described you that way. Might sound cheesy, but to me, it’s the truth."
After listening, Gu Ruoxue thought for a moment before slightly furrowing her brows. "I suggest you be more direct. It’s the middle of the night—let’s not waste precious sleep time."
Su Cheng blinked. "Direct?"
"Yeah." Gu Ruoxue nodded firmly. "If you’ve got something to say or ask, just say it outright."
"Alright, then I’ll cut to the chase." Su Cheng nodded, adopting a composed tone as if trying to regain control of the situation. "Our relationship has always been nominal—not something that developed naturally from mutual feelings. Even if we use it as an excuse, it doesn’t hold up as a reason."
She stopped for a few seconds before adding, "I think you know what I’m getting at."
Gu Ruoxue frowned slightly, studying Su Cheng. So, after dancing around all night, she really wanted to settle their issues in one go.
She did understand what Su Cheng was asking.
Though they bore the label of a couple, they had never truly acted like one—no romantic progression, no intimacy beyond a hug.
They hadn’t even verbally acknowledged the relationship.
Even becoming a couple was because of the system.
Such a relationship could only be described as nominal.
"I want to hear your response."
Su Cheng pressed further, seizing the momentum. "To me, it’s very important."
"Given your current state, I don’t believe you haven’t already figured it out yourself."
Gu Ruoxue ran her fingers along the now-cooling cup, walked to the living room, and sat down, placing the cup on the table. Propping her chin on one hand, she glanced sideways at Su Cheng with a hint of amusement.
This matter was one of their key conflicts, but not the core one. In Gu Ruoxue’s eyes, Su Cheng bringing it up now was just a way to divert attention from the real issue.
"I know. But I want to hear it directly from you."
Su Cheng nodded, then looked up at the sky again. "No matter what, I know I’ve hurt you. But what I want most is for everyone to find happiness, so I have to be a little greedy here."
This time, her tone carried a sorrowful edge, casting a melancholic shadow over the already subdued atmosphere.
"Honestly, my requirements in this regard are clear—just match me in ability, ambition, and character."
Gu Ruoxue extended a hand, her fingers lightly tracing the panda design on the cup. Her gaze fixed on empty space, as if she had slipped into deep thought.
"Normally, a relationship should be established after mutual confirmation. But you barged in unexpectedly, and frankly, you don’t quite meet my expectations in many ways. The worst part is, it seems I can’t even return this uninvited gift."
At this point, Gu Ruoxue turned her head and shot Su Cheng a slightly reproachful glare. The person in question could only respond with a sheepish smile and a nod.
"But we have to be realistic. Since plans can’t keep up with changes, I suppose I’ll have to see if this heaven-sent ‘gift’ can be molded into what I hoped for. So far, it’s possible—but only just a little. Not only that, it’s also incredibly troublesome, always forcing me to expend a great deal of effort to clean up the mess. Truly a bad apple, don’t you agree?"
"Right, absolutely. A real bad apple."
Su Cheng readily admitted to it. After speaking so much, Gu Ruoxue felt her throat dry. She picked up the cup and drained the remaining milk. Though it had cooled almost to room temperature, the taste hadn’t changed much.
"Now, this bad apple isn’t just drifting further from the image I envisioned—it’s also eyeing what’s in the bowl while staring at the pot. That’s the one thing I can’t tolerate. So, until this troublemaker repents and makes a clear choice, I’ve decided we won’t take another step forward. Understood?"
"Seems I have no choice but to comply."
Su Cheng gave a bitter chuckle, stepped closer, and held out a hand in a silent demand.
Gu Ruoxue didn’t seem particularly surprised. Of course, she knew exactly what Su Cheng was asking for.
She reached into her collar and retrieved a ring necklace still warm from her body heat. For a moment, she gazed at it with a hint of nostalgia. After transferring a few personal items from the ring to the nearby sofa, she removed the necklace and placed it in Su Cheng’s palm.
"Now, we’re even."
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!"
