“This is...”
Early in the morning, the director of Hope Orphanage woke up according to her biological clock. After getting dressed, she rubbed her lower back and walked out of her room.
For the safety of the children, the director always made it a habit to inspect the entire orphanage half an hour before the children woke up. Over time, this became her routine.
Because Shen Mengli was the child the director cared for the most, she always made a point to visit Shen Mengli’s dormitory first during her rounds.
Considering Shen Mengli’s limited mobility, the director had specially converted a small storage room into a private space for her. No one would complain about it, as it was just a previously unused room.
“Huh?”
When the director arrived at Shen Mengli’s room, she noticed the door wasn’t completely closed, leaving a small gap.
Why is the door open? Did Wenwen sneak into Shen Mengli’s bed to sleep again last night?
Puzzled, the director cautiously pushed the door open, but what she saw next left her in shock.
“Meng... Mengli?”
As the room gradually brightened, there was no sign of Shen Mengli on the bed, not even the small wheelchair that was usually placed beside it.
In an instant, the director, who had been slightly groggy, became fully alert. She hurried into the room, calling out Shen Mengli’s name.
“Mengli? Are you here, Mengli? Don’t scare me like this.”
After searching the room thoroughly and finding no trace of Shen Mengli, the director, now frantic, immediately turned and rushed toward the garden.
“Tap, tap, tap.”
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hallway. When the director reached the depths of the garden, she spotted the small wheelchair parked in the pavilion and breathed a sigh of relief.
As she approached the pavilion, she called out, “Mengli, why are you up so early? You really scared me just now...”
But the moment she stepped into the pavilion, she realized that aside from the wheelchair, there was no sign of Shen Mengli. The director, who had just calmed down, nearly fainted on the spot.
“Mengli! Mengli!”
The director looked around in a panic, her brows furrowed almost into a straight line.
Could it be that after I told her about the orphanage’s rules, she decided to do something drastic?
“No... no... Mengli, where are you? Please don’t scare me like this.”
Worried that Shen Mengli might be in danger, the director anxiously decided to seek help from the teachers’ dormitory. But just as she turned to leave the pavilion, she noticed a note on Shen Mengli’s wheelchair.
“This... what’s this?”
The director picked up the note and carefully read the neatly written message:
[Dear Director,
If you’ve found this note, it’s likely already morning. I am not a bad person. Shen Mengli is currently in a safe place, so please don’t worry too much. I will return her safely after breakfast, and I’ll explain everything to you then.]
Seeing the signature with the character “Ye,” the director’s mind immediately conjured up the image of Ye Feng.
“Mr. Ye Feng? How... how could this be? But why would he take Mengli? No! This is all too strange. I must report this to the authorities. What if Mengli is in danger...”
The director crumpled the note in her hand and was about to go back to her room to fetch her phone when she suddenly realized that Mengli was in Ye Feng’s custody. What if he got upset and decided to harm her? It seemed she had no choice but to trust Ye Feng’s words and wait until after breakfast to see what would happen.
“Mengli... I’m so sorry...”
......
“Mengli... I... I’m sorry...”
Ye Feng, feeling the warmth of the delicate figure in front of him, spoke with a hint of awkwardness.
“Xiao Feng, there’s no need to apologize. It’s not your fault. I’m fine.”
Shen Mengli wrapped her arms around Ye Feng’s neck and rested her head on his shoulder, whispering softly.
“That night, I accidentally dropped my sandals in the pavilion, and with the dim lighting, of course, you wouldn’t have noticed, Xiao Feng.”
Shen Mengli didn’t seem to hold any resentment toward Ye Feng for not having her shoes. Instead, she nestled against his shoulder, closing her eyes with a contented expression.
“Are you really okay?”
Ye Feng, still uneasy, asked again.
“I’m fine. My legs don’t have any sensation anyway, so you don’t need to worry too much, Xiao Feng.”
“......”
Ye Feng’s gaze followed Shen Mengli’s legs down to her feet. Although, as Shen Mengli had said, her legs were pale and devoid of any distinguishing features, when he saw her small, round, jade-like feet, he couldn’t help but pause.
“Should we put on some socks?”
“Socks? That’s fine, I guess.”
Shen Mengli didn’t understand why Ye Feng wanted her to wear socks, but she agreed anyway.
“Okay.”
Ye Feng gently placed Shen Mengli on the soft sofa and then headed to his room.
When he had been taking care of Xie Yuyan, he had bought some daily necessities and clothes, and there happened to be an unused pair of white socks that he could give to Shen Mengli.
“Here, these should fit.”
“Xiao Feng... my arms are too short to reach my feet. I might... need you to help me put them on.”
Shen Mengli turned her head slightly as she spoke. Although her feet had no sensation, the thought of Ye Feng putting socks on for her made her feel incredibly shy. At the same time, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have that sensation, even if it was just a fleeting thought.
“Alright then.”
Ye Feng swallowed hard and knelt down on one knee. As he looked at Shen Mengli’s feet, he felt an inexplicable sense of strangeness, even a hint of joy.
“Haa...”
Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng gently stretched open one of the socks and carefully slid it over Shen Mengli’s small foot.
“Hmm...”
Although Shen Mengli couldn’t feel anything, her eyes were fixed on Ye Feng’s every move. When she saw her foot being held through the sock, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks, barely noticeable unless one looked closely.
The white sock slowly moved up Shen Mengli’s round foot, and after Ye Feng’s careful handling, one foot was finally covered.
“There, now I’ll put on the other sock, okay?”
“Mm.”
Just as Ye Feng stretched open the second sock and was about to slide it onto Shen Mengli’s foot, his hand accidentally brushed against the top of her foot.
Oh no!
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
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."
