Staring at the towering, endlessly rotating Ferris wheel before her, Su Yuxin had, through a twist of fate, ultimately followed Ye Feng to this place. Perhaps it was because a stubborn hope still lingered in her heart, or maybe she simply wanted to see what tricks Ye Feng had up his sleeve—only Su Yuxin herself could say for sure.
"Yuxin, let's go up. I'll explain everything to you slowly, okay?"
"......"
Su Yuxin didn’t respond, but when the next gondola arrived, she stepped inside. Ye Feng followed closely behind.
The moment Su Yuxin sat across from Ye Feng, a shadow flickered at the edge of her vision. Following its movement, her gaze landed on a mascot costume standing motionless in the distance, its pitch-black eyes fixed on her.
But she quickly averted her eyes from the window. For some reason, her heartbeat began to race.
"What’s wrong, Yuxin? If you’re feeling unwell, I can take you down right now—"
"Keep going!"
Su Yuxin’s sharp tone cut Ye Feng off mid-sentence. Her expression now perfectly embodied the word "determined."
"Tell me everything you have to say."
"Alright..."
Ye Feng settled back into his seat, closing his eyes as he voiced his concerns.
"Truthfully, I did all this because I didn’t want you to get dragged into this mess, Yuxin. Everything… everything is just the consequences of my own mistakes."
"Your mistakes? So now you realize you were wrong?"
"Maybe. Perhaps I never should have clung to the hope of survival at the cost of hurting all of you."
Ye Feng let out a bitter laugh, his hands clenching into fists so tight his knuckles turned white.
"Hope of survival? What… what do you mean, Ye Feng?"
"I made a mistake—a huge one. I thought wounds could be healed just by patching them up. But when you finally peel back the bandage, you realize the scars never truly fade. That means… I wasn’t fixing things for you. I was just hurting you all over again."
His voice trembled slightly. At first, Su Yuxin thought he was just putting on an act—until she saw him clutching the strawberry plushie she had once given him, holding it tightly against his chest.
"I’m sorry… Yuxin, I’m so sorry… I really… I don’t know what to do anymore. I just wanted you all to live better lives because of the ways I tried to make up for my mistakes."
"But I was too idealistic. When I finally took that step, I realized I was tangled in threads, wrapped up so tightly that they’ve turned into knots I can’t undo…"
"Ye… Ye Feng, what are you talking about? I don’t understand any of this!"
Su Yuxin’s heart ached as she met Ye Feng’s sorrowful gaze, as if an invisible force had shattered the gloom inside her. Without thinking, she moved to his side, clinging to his arm just like she used to.
"Yuxin, the truth is… Mu Cheng and I, even now… I still feel guilty toward her."
"Wh-what do you mean? Are you saying the Li family helped you?"
"It wasn’t the Li family. It was Mu Cheng who helped me. But by the time I realized what I’d done, it was already too late to turn back…"
"Ye Feng…"
"Yuxin, a while ago… Mu Cheng and I… we slept together. At the time, I wasn’t in my right mind. By the time I came to my senses, it was already…"
"Wh-what?! You’re saying Li Mucheng just… just forced you to—"
Su Yuxin clamped her mouth shut, her eyes widening in disbelief.
"No, Yuxin. Maybe I was the one who took advantage of her in my confusion. But what’s done is done. I can’t just walk away from this…"
As the pressure on his arm grew tighter, Ye Feng tried to pull free, but Su Yuxin clung to him like an octopus. Watching her pensive expression, a sense of foreboding rose in his chest.
So that’s it!!!
No wonder Li Mucheng could bind Ye Feng to her so tightly—no wonder she could always earn his forgiveness, no matter what she did. The reason for all those privileges was this… Why hadn’t I realized it sooner?
Of course. Knowing Ye Feng’s personality, if something like that really happened, he’d never run from it. Why didn’t I figure this out before?
But since Ye Feng is telling me this now, it means he still trusts me completely. I was the one who misunderstood him.
Su Yuxin lowered her head, lost in thought for a moment, before suddenly looking up to meet Ye Feng’s eyes.
"Ye… Ye Feng, I’m sorry… I had no idea this was what happened behind the scenes… I even got angry at you over it. I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry!"
Her voice choked with tears as she buried her face in Ye Feng’s chest, her hot tears soon soaking through his shirt.
"......"
"It’s alright, Yuxin. I just wanted to clear things up between us. I never blamed you. I never planned to tell you about Mu Cheng, but to prevent more misunderstandings because of me… I had no other choice."
Ye Feng sighed. After everything he’d been through, he recognized the signs—Su Yuxin’s earlier demeanor had been the prelude to one of her dark moods. He had to stop it before it escalated. The last thing he wanted was another round of being locked in that dark room.
"Sniff… sniff…"
Su Yuxin inhaled deeply, the familiar scent of Ye Feng soothing her sorrow.
"Alright, now that we’ve cleared the air, don’t be sad anymore, okay? The whole reason I came today was to fulfill our promise, wasn’t it? Just seeing you happy is enough for me."
Ye Feng gently patted her head, his eyes warm with relief.
"Now, Yuxin… could you maybe loosen your grip on my arm? It’s getting a little… too warm."
"No way!"
Su Yuxin shook her head vigorously, her twin ponytails swaying like golden silk ribbons. The coldness in her expression had melted away, replaced by her usual lively charm.
"I want to… I want to stay close to you, Ye Feng! I want to make up for it too!"
"Make up for what? What do you have to make up for?"
"Because… because I ruined our rare chance for a date…"
"A date?"
"Yep~ A date just for the two of us~"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
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?
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
