Gu Luo sat quietly on a bench deep within East Lake Park, clutching a thick envelope in his arms while checking the time on his phone.
October 31st, 2055, Sunday, 4:47 PM.
It was also the last day of October.
Yet, compared to a week ago, the temperature had risen instead of dropping.
Neither too hot nor too cold—just pleasantly cool.
Caizhou was a southern city, and the period from late October to late November was usually the most comfortable month of the year in terms of weather.
Of course, conditions varied annually—last year had been unusually chilly, requiring jackets most of the time, while this year, girls could comfortably wear short skirts.
There were still thirteen minutes left until the time he had agreed to meet Shu Ning.
No—twelve minutes now.
Gu Luo’s fingers unconsciously traced the edge of his phone as he watched the numbers flicker on the screen, a faint nervousness creeping in.
Even though he and Shu Ning had already shared several intimate moments, every second of waiting now felt agonizingly slow.
Under the spell of the word "first love," even the most mature man would revert to a restless, anxious boy.
A gentle breeze brushed past, carrying the dampness of the lake and the fragrance of grass and trees, cooling his cheeks.
The soothing temperature, however, did nothing to calm the turmoil in Gu Luo’s heart.
After two months of getting closer, he had finally gained his family’s approval to officially define his relationship with Shu Ning.
But at the thought of this, Gu Luo’s mood soured again.
He could now openly be with Shu Ning.
But before this, he and Shu He had only been able to sneak around in secret.
Though Shu He had repeatedly claimed she didn’t mind—even insisting she was willing to remain his hidden lover—Gu Luo wasn’t naive enough to believe any girl would truly be content with such an arrangement.
He had planned to keep things under wraps for a while, but sooner or later, he’d have to come clean to his family.
Besides, even if Shu Ning cooperated fully, living under the same roof as Little Man and Shuling meant the truth would inevitably come out. It was only a matter of time.
His legs were doomed to be broken—sooner or later.
Gu Luo suddenly wondered if he should follow the ancients’ example and go to his cheap dad and Aunt Luo to apologize with a bundle of sticks.
Maybe he’d get off lightly.
...Or maybe not.
Putting himself in their shoes—if he ever became a father and some guy ran off with both his twin daughters, with one of them willingly becoming his secret lover...
Yikes.
Just the thought made his blood pressure spike, filling him with the urge to grab a kitchen knife.
Not just to kill—but to slice the guy into a thousand pieces.
And here he was, the very guy stealing away a pair of twins.
In that light, broken legs seemed like a merciful punishment.
Well... at least on paper, the Luo sisters’ father was his cheap dad.
Gu Luo shuddered, recalling the nightmare he’d had during his morning nap.
Just as his thoughts spiraled, a voice suddenly called from behind:
"Brother."
Hearing it, Gu Luo snapped back to reality and quickly stood, turning to face Luo Shuning, whose complexion still looked somewhat frail.
The breeze played with the hem of her usual pure white dress, the fluttering fabric lending her an inexplicably poignant beauty.
The sight tugged at Gu Luo’s heart, and the words spilled out before he could stop them:
"Da Bao... I still need to take you to the hospital first."
"I’m fine."
Luo Shuning shook her head slightly, stepping closer with light but unsteady footsteps.
She pressed her lips together, her eyes brimming with unspoken words, before speaking softly:
"There’s so much I want to say to you, Brother."
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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?"
