No matter what was on their minds, the meal had to go on.
They couldn’t drink any more alcohol, so everyone took their bowls and happily ate the dishes on the table. Shen Yi arrived late and exchanged a few words with the elders at the table, catching up on recent events.
Once everyone had eaten their fill and the meal was winding down, the gathering slowly dispersed.
Since the children were getting sleepy, the Elder Cousin Sister was the first to excuse herself, carrying her child as she left.
Then, the other relatives gradually took their leave, each heading home.
Shen's Father and Shen Yi saw them off at the door. The Second Aunt's husband kept patting Shen Yi’s shoulder on the way out, muttering words of praise.
Shen Yi supported his Grandmother while humbly acknowledging the compliments, while the Second Aunt lingered behind, chatting cheerfully with Shu Yunyi.
The old lady lived close to the Second Aunt’s family, so walking back together was no trouble.
The small town had only one main road, and since the families didn’t live far apart, they slowly made their way home along it.
After all the relatives and elders had left, Shen's Mother, Liu Huimin, was the only one left, clearing the table of leftovers and dishes.
"Auntie, let me help you," Shu Yunyi quickly offered, rolling up her sleeves to assist.
Liu Huimin stopped her with a smile, saying,
"No need, dear. You’ve had quite a bit to drink—sit down and rest for a while."
"Don’t stand on ceremony, make yourself at home."
As she spoke, she glanced at Shen's Father, who was about to sit down and watch TV, and called out,
"Old Shen, come here for a second."
"Ah, coming!"
Shen's Father hadn’t even settled into his seat yet but obediently stood up and came over to help carry things to the kitchen.
The excuse about resting was just a pretense. Once the couple left, only Shen Yi and Shu Yunyi remained in the living room.
Shen Yi poured a glass of water, walked over, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Shu Yunyi before sitting down beside her.
"You—"
Before he could finish, Shu Yunyi suddenly pulled him into a tight embrace.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, falling onto Shen Yi’s shoulder.
"It’s so good… Heaven finally heard my prayers and brought you back to me too…"
Shu Yunyi’s expression was a mix of laughter and tears, her emotions too complex to define.
She had been holding it together all these days, but now, alone with Shen Yi, she could no longer restrain herself—her feelings poured out unrestrained.
It was miraculous. She had always been a staunch materialist, but now she couldn’t help but wonder if there really was a higher power.
Otherwise, how could her extraordinary experience be explained?
Shen Yi gently stroked her back, soothing her overwhelming emotions, and teased lightly to comfort her,
"So that’s why I suddenly turned young again—it was all your doing."
Shu Yunyi’s face was full of relief as she straightened up and gazed at him, as if she couldn’t get enough of the sight. Memories flickered in her eyes.
"Back then, I could feel myself getting colder and colder. No matter how much hot water I used, my feet wouldn’t warm up. I knew I was going to die."
"So I kept praying in my heart. I never expected it would actually work. This just proves you’re the treasure Heaven gave me."
Shen Yi pretended to gag, both to tease her and to lighten the somber mood.
"Ugh—"
"Teacher, you’re so cheesy! You’re just an old cow eating tender grass, and you’ve spun it into some grand romance."
Shu Yunyi couldn’t help but laugh, lightly smacking the back of his hand.
"Nonsense! You’re the one who had the audacity to hit on your teacher, and now you’re turning the tables on me."
She had seen Shen Yi’s "ferocity" before. Though she was older and more experienced than him, when he got angry, she couldn’t help but feel a little intimidated.
With that in mind, Shu Yunyi straightened her expression and said seriously,
"I’m being serious here—no interruptions."
"Too bad, I’m interrupting anyway."
Shu Yunyi huffed and punched his thigh before asking,
"Stop messing around. Tell me, were you the one who left tulips on my desk?"
"Duh. Who else would fall for a drunkard like you?"
Hearing this, Shu Yunyi’s heart swelled with sweetness. He really had gone looking for her right away.
"Speaking of which, I have a bone to pick with you."
Shen Yi turned to face her fully, cupping her chin and squishing her cheeks together.
"Didn’t you promise me? Who said you could drink?"
Shu Yunyi’s face was scrunched up under his hands, making her words come out distorted.
"Ow, I’m sowwy! I won’t do it again!"
Shen Yi’s "punishment" was lighthearted, and he soon let go, though his frown remained.
"Coming here on your own is one thing, but when Second Aunt and my dad offered you drinks, you should’ve refused outright, just like in our past life."
"They don’t know your situation, and since it’s their first time meeting you, they wouldn’t hold it against you."
Shu Yunyi looked apologetic, mumbling in her defense,
"But I couldn’t find you anywhere."
She had no choice. Her original plan was just to ask Shen's Mother for Shen Yi’s contact information—that would’ve been enough.
But then she was suddenly dragged into the dinner party. If not for her past-life experience, she would’ve been completely lost.
"Still making excuses! You just couldn’t resist, could you?"
"Do you even remember how long you’re supposed to live? Or how miserable you were when all your teeth fell out in old age?"
Shen Yi glared at her, exasperated.
Shu Yunyi hated that look the most. She quickly hugged him and admitted her mistake.
"It won’t happen again. I’ve been exercising these past few days, and I swear I won’t touch another drop."
"You can supervise me—I’ll quit for sure."
This time, there had been multiple factors at play: the joy of seeing Shen's parents again, the festive atmosphere, the frustration of not finding Shen Yi, and the lingering physical craving for alcohol clouding her judgment.
Under all these influences, she had momentarily let herself slip.
But now that she was reunited with Shen Yi, Shu Yunyi was more than willing to toe the line—she’d promise anything to avoid his disapproval.
Having died once already, she treasured this second chance at life all the more. Her love for him made her afraid of death.
Shen Yi studied her for a long moment before finally saying,
"You’d better mean it."
Earlier, when she saw the liquor on the table, she had involuntarily salivated, swallowing hard.
The mind could be strong, but the body had its own instincts. Though she had overcome her psychological addiction, her body still remembered.
That small amount of alcohol wouldn’t affect her, but Shen Yi was strict because he feared she might grow complacent—thinking that since she had quit once, it wouldn’t matter if she slipped up again.
Meanwhile, Shu Yunyi took a sip of water, her heart brimming with happiness.
The current situation was perfect—Shen Yi was by her side, and she had already made a good impression on his parents.
This life was progressing much faster and smoother than the last.
Then, a thought struck her—that woman named Cheng Jun, who claimed to be Shen Yi’s girlfriend.
Shu Yunyi couldn’t imagine what Cheng Jun could possibly use to compete with her.
With such an overwhelming advantage, how could she lose?
Still, despite her confidence, she turned to Shen Yi and asked,
"By the way, Xiao Yi… who is Cheng Jun?"
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
