"How... how is it?"
"So warm..."
Feeling the warmth of Ye Feng's large hand, Shen Mengli had already let her mind wander elsewhere. Only when she realized she'd misspoken did she stammer to correct herself.
"I... I didn’t mean anything else by it. I just meant that my legs can feel the temperature now."
Shen Mengli's voice grew quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible by the end.
"I see... that’s good..."
Ye Feng also sensed the subtle atmosphere and quickly withdrew his hand. Instantly, the bedroom fell into silence.
After a moment, just as Ye Feng opened his mouth to break the awkward tension, Shen Mengli happened to speak at the same time.
"Mengli, I—"
"Ye Feng, I—"
"......"
The two looked up and locked eyes, and before long, they both burst into laughter.
"Haha..."
Shen Mengli wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, pursing her lips as she spoke.
“Ye Feng and I really have a tacit understanding, don’t we?”
"Ah... Mengli, you go first."
Ye Feng scratched the back of his head, sounding a little embarrassed.
Strange. Why do I feel like I’ve become so awkward around Mengli the longer we spend time together?
"Alright. I was hoping you could help me walk a little, Ye Feng. I want to feel what it’s like to stand on my own feet."
"That’s no problem at all. Just wait a moment, Mengli—I’ll get your slippers."
"Mhm."
Watching Ye Feng hurry out of the bedroom, Shen Mengli reached for the small teddy bear plush beside her pillow. Gazing at its adorable face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"It really feels like a dream... I thought I’d never be able to stand up again in this lifetime... If I really can stand, Ye Feng will definitely be happy for me. And then..."
Just as she spoke, Shen Mengli’s pupils suddenly constricted, as if she had imagined something unpleasant.
If I really can stand... does that mean Ye Feng will see me as a normal person? Then he wouldn’t care for me the way he does now!
At that thought, the joy in Shen Mengli’s heart vanished without a trace, replaced by a deep sense of dread.
No! Absolutely not!
If that happens, maybe Ye Feng won’t hold me anymore. He won’t dry my hair for me, and he won’t sleep in the same bed with me...
Right then, Ye Feng walked back in, holding a pair of slippers. After setting them down by the bed, he stood up and turned his gaze toward Shen Mengli, who was watching him intently.
"Alright, Mengli, I’ve got the slippers. Do you want me to help you up now?"
"Ah... y-yes..."
After a brief hesitation, Shen Mengli nodded at Ye Feng.
"Then... I’ll trouble you, Ye Feng."
"Don’t worry about it."
Ye Feng helped Shen Mengli sit up, then stood in front of her, speaking with slight nervousness.
"Mengli, could you raise your arms for me? I’ll hold you as you stand, so you can get used to the feeling of touching the ground. Is that okay?"
"O-okay..."
Following Ye Feng’s instructions, Shen Mengli lifted her arms. But the initial joy on her face had been replaced by visible worry.
Thinking she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to stand, Ye Feng reassured her, "Don’t worry, Mengli. Everything will be fine."
"Mhm..."
With that, Ye Feng bent slightly, wrapping his arms around Shen Mengli’s waist and gently lifting her. Her feet touched the ground, sending a cool sensation through her.
"H-how is it? Can you stand steady, Mengli?"
Since Ye Feng was holding her in this position, he couldn’t see her movements—he could only gauge whether she was standing on her own by the way her weight pressed against him.
Shen Mengli, of course, wouldn’t miss the chance to be close to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him as if trying to merge into his body. At the same time, her legs trembled slightly, making it seem like she could only stand with his support. Without Ye Feng as her "crutch," she would lose her balance and fall.
"Phew..."
Seeing this, Shen Mengli actually felt relieved—even a little happy. At least for now, she could still stay close to Ye Feng the way she always had...
"Ye... Ye Feng, I... I can feel it."
"How does it feel?"
"It’s just... without your support, I still can’t stand steady. But my legs and feet... they have feeling now."
"Hold on a second, Mengli. Let me carry you to the living room first. We can talk more there."
After hearing Shen Mengli’s description, Ye Feng had a rough idea of her condition. Considering she still needed to regain her strength, he picked her up as usual and carried her toward the dining table.
Meanwhile, Shen Mengli rested her head against his chest just like always. Though she felt a little guilty toward him, to her, Ye Feng was everything. She just wanted to stay by his side—nothing more.
"Here, be careful."
Ye Feng gently set Shen Mengli down on a dining chair. Just as he was about to take his own seat, her arms around his neck didn’t loosen.
"Mengli? You can let go now."
“Ye Feng... you won’t dislike me, will you?”
Suddenly, Shen Mengli spoke up, her voice filled with melancholy and sorrow.
"Mengli, how could I ever dislike you? Why would you even think that?"
Ye Feng reached up and gently pried her hands away, pulling his chair closer so the two could sit side by side.
"Because I was given such a precious medicine, but my body is recovering so slowly... To me, it feels like I’m wasting it..."
"Don’t think like that, Mengli."
Ye Feng patted her head reassuringly.
"First of all, in today’s world, you’re the only one who’s regained sensation like this. That alone is already a huge step forward compared to before. And like you just said—with my help, you were able to stand, weren’t you? After so long without using your legs, it’s only natural that they’d need time to readjust. With a little more practice, you’ll definitely recover bit by bit."
"Really?"
Shen Mengli lifted her head, her captivating crimson eyes gazing at Ye Feng with a pitiful look that stirred an overwhelming urge to protect her.
Of course. I believe it won’t be long before you can walk like anyone else. And when that happens, everyone at the welfare home will be so happy for you.
"And what about you, Ye Feng? How will you feel?"
"Me?"
Ye Feng stood up as he spoke, walking behind Shen Mengli. Before she could react, he returned from the kitchen with a bowl of fish soup he’d prepared earlier, placing it in front of her.
"I’ll make sure you’re well-fed and healthy. By then, you’ll be the most radiant girl in the whole world. How’s that? Sounds pretty exciting, doesn’t it?"
"......"
As Shen Mengli gazed at the steaming fish soup in the bowl, she felt a sudden sting in her nose before finally breaking into a smile.
"Yes, it's quite touching."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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?"
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!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
