"The moon is so beautiful tonight, Shu Ning."
"Yes, the moon is beautiful indeed."
It was past ten in the evening. Gu Luo and Luo Shuning sat side by side by the East Lake, tilting their heads slightly to gaze at the bright, high-hanging moon. The lake shimmered under its glow, and a gentle breeze brushed past, tousling their hair and carrying a faint chill.
"Brother, hold still—I’ll take a photo of you."
Luo Shuning suddenly stood up, pulling her phone from her pocket. With light steps, she moved a few paces away, searching for the perfect angle.
"Alright."
Gu Luo smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and flashed a peace sign at her.
Luo Shuning opened the camera app, her eyes fixed on the screen as she adjusted the angle and focus. She crouched, then stood, shifting positions until she was satisfied.
After snapping the shots, she couldn’t help but admire, "Brother, you look good from every angle."
Without delay, she sent all seven photos to Luo Shuhe.
[Luo Shuning: [Photos] 7 Shuhe, look how handsome brother is! ????]
Meanwhile, in the bedroom.
Luo Shuhe sat at her desk, engrossed in practicing calligraphy. Ink flowed across the rice paper, forming bold, powerful strokes.
The sudden vibration of her phone disrupted the quiet. She picked it up, and her eyes narrowed slightly as she opened the messages.
In the photos, Gu Luo looked strikingly handsome under the moonlight, his charm on full display.
Staring at the screen, Luo Shuhe shook her head and murmured expressionlessly,
"Big sister really hasn’t changed—still so competitive."
"But if it’s about fighting over brother, I can understand."
She then walked slowly to her wardrobe.
Opening it, she reached deep inside and retrieved a small, worn black box. Its surface bore the marks of time, as if holding countless untold stories.
Carefully, Luo Shuhe lifted the lid and took out the topmost photograph.
The picture was taken at Ruixue Xingcheng Shop, capturing a young girl grinning as she wrapped her arm around a boy’s shoulders.
Sister, you should be grateful this isn’t my usual style...
Suppressing the urge to send the photo to Luo Shuning, she gently placed it back and returned the box to the depths of the wardrobe.
Then, she typed a reply:
[Luo Shuhe: Brother really is handsome. Thanks for sharing the photos, sis. Seven of them—I’ll change my wallpaper every day.]
A few seconds later.
[Luo Shuning: [Photo] 1]
The photo showed Luo Shuning and Gu Luo together. It was clearly taken on impulse—Gu Luo’s expression wasn’t ready, frozen in an unprepared moment.
[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, don’t forget about me. Use this as your wallpaper. ???]
Luo Shuhe once again resisted the urge to retaliate with her own photo. She took a quiet breath and continued typing.
[Luo Shuhe: Does brother know how scheming and competitive you are?]
After a brief pause.
[Luo Shuning: [Audio File] ?＞?＜?]
Luo Shuhe raised an eyebrow and tapped play.
Instantly, Luo Shuning and Gu Luo’s voices filled the room.
["Brother, if I were a scheming, competitive girl, would you still treat me this well?"
"Huh? Why ask that all of a sudden?"
"Just answer me~"
"Don’t worry, Shuning. No matter what, you’ll always be you."
"Hehe, brother is the best."]
[Luo Shuning: Brother said he’ll always like me, no matter what. ?＞?＜??]
Reading the message, Luo Shuhe suddenly laughed.
For no reason at all, she just laughed.
[Luo Shuhe: Big sister really hasn’t changed. Should I take this as a declaration of war?]
[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, didn’t your so-called war already start during dinner tonight? I’m just responding. ????]
[Luo Shuhe: Big sister is as confident as ever.]
[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, I can compromise on anything else—but not when it comes to brother. Rather than hiding it, let’s lay it all out openly.]
[Luo Shuhe: Let’s hope big sister doesn’t cry later.]
[Luo Shuning: Shuhe, you’ve never beaten me before. But if you really manage to take brother from me, I’ll sincerely wish you both happiness. PS: Not that it’ll ever happen.]
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ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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)
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
