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~"
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
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!"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
