"Just you wait until you get married, I'll come back in grand style and throw money in your face! Hmph!" Fang Wanwan was lost in her fantasy until a knock came at the door.
"Coming!" It's probably Sister Li, Fang Wanwan thought. This Sister Li is really pitiful, ending up married to such a man.
She opened the door with a bright smile: "Sis Li..."
When she saw who was standing at the doorway, Fang Wanwan's expression froze.
"Fang Zaolao?"
"Who are you to call me 'Fang Zaolao'?" Even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Fang Zaolao immediately reached out and grabbed Fang Wanwan's hair.
"Ow! What are you doing?!"
The sisters instantly started fighting, though it was less of a fight and more of Fang Wanwan being ground into the floor.
"I'm telling you, if it weren't for the old man insisting on coming, I wouldn't bother with your little birdcage!"
"Let go! Where's Dad?"
"Him?" Mentioning Fang Zhiyi, Fang Zaolao hesitated. "He left after we got off the train, said he had some business to take care of, told me to stay at your place for the night." She paused. "If it weren't so expensive to stay outside, I wouldn't be staying here either!"
Fang Wanwan was almost laughing in anger. "A beggar with such a stiff spine?"
"What did you say?!"
The two sisters were like enemies, finding nothing but fault with each other.
"I've changed my mind. I'm not staying in this dump! I'll get a hotel and leave tomorrow!" Fang Zaolao released her sister, got up, and left.
Fang Wanwan's eyes grew moist. "Get out! I don't have a sister like you!"
She always remembered what her father and sister were like—they had always put her down!
"What are you looking at? Get lost!" Fang Zaolao was in an equally foul mood. Running into Li Juan, who was holding her child's hand, and seeing her curious, prying gaze, Fang Zaolao wasn't about to humor her.
Startled by the shout, Li Juan immediately shrank back against the wall to let her pass.
"Mommy, that big sister is so scary..." Zhang Xiaoli was also frightened.
Li Juan quickly comforted him. "It's fine, Xiaoli, don't be scared. She's just trash."
"What's trash?"
"It's..." Li Juan didn't know how to explain for a moment, so she simply changed the subject. "How about we go to the neighbor, Sister Fang's place, for dinner later?"
"Okay!" Hearing about food, Zhang Xiaoli cheered up.
A satisfied smile appeared on Li Juan's face. That new girl next door was really nice, and a bit simple too. Her husband had said he'd be back late today, so maybe she could pack some food to take back for him later.
She led her son to Fang Wanwan's door and knocked.
Meanwhile, Fang Wanwan, growing angrier by the minute, felt her scalp still stinging. Hearing the knock, she thought her damned sister had come back.
"Get lost! I'll call the police if you knock again!"
This shout startled Li Juan. Call the police? Had she discovered she'd been secretly using her hand cream? How could she be so stingy?
Anxious, Li Juan slowly lowered her raised hand, and the smile she had forced onto her face gradually faded.
She had her pride too! What was so great about her? She dragged her son back towards their own apartment.
"Mommy, aren't we going to Sister Fang's to eat?" Zhang Xiaoli was reluctant to leave. Sister Fang's place had good food, while at home they only had plain noodles. As a child, he knew which was better.
"No! Let's go!" First yelled at by a stranger, and now this simpleton shutting her out, resentment welled up in Li Juan's heart. "Showing her true colors so quickly, what's the big deal? The money for this apartment probably came from selling herself!"
"What's selling herself?" Zhang Xiaoli discovered another new term.
Li Juan didn't answer.
Inside, the heartbroken Fang Wanwan didn't pay this any mind either; she only felt wronged.
At the hotel, Fang Zaolao ate a quick meal and went to bed. She had decided: she'd go home as soon as she woke up tomorrow! She didn't care what the old man was up to; it was utterly ridiculous!
One cried herself to sleep, the other grumbled herself to sleep.
But both had the same dream.
The scene in the dream felt incredibly real. From an observer's perspective, Fang Zaolao saw how her sister tried to be a good person, and how she ended up dead. Seeing her sister lying on the cold floor, panic surged in Fang Zaolao's heart. She screamed, but the two murderers planned as if they couldn't see her.
And Fang Wanwan also saw her own fate, and... her father and sister searching everywhere for her. Her sister, who was always like a porcupine, frantically asking passersby if they had seen her, secretly hiding away to cry. Gradually, Fang Wanwan's heart filled with guilt.
When her body was finally found, her father's hair turned white overnight. Her sister knelt before her memorial and said so many things, so many words she had never heard. Her sister fought because some hoodlum was trying to hit on her. Her sister beat her up that time because she had messed up, and her sister took the blame, even got scolded to her face. Her sister wasn't expelled; she chose to drop out herself...
Every single thing was something she hadn't known.
Every single thing was something her sister only said after she died.
Fang Wanwan jolted awake, sweat soaking the sheets. She gasped for air, scenes from the dream flashing through her mind.
Were those images real?
Urgent knocking sounded at the door. Fang Wanwan hesitated, then walked over and cautiously opened it.
But the door was suddenly pushed open, hitting her squarely in the face.
Fang Wanwan felt the world spin. Oh no! The neighbors have come to kill!
She tried to scream, but then heard a familiar voice.
"Whoa! Why are you on the floor?! Get up!"
Fang Wanwan's eyes gradually focused, seeing the sister who had stormed off angrily the day before.
They just stared at each other for a moment. Then, Fang Zaolao crouched down and hugged her. "Thank goodness, thank goodness, you're okay."
"Sis..." A guess formed in Fang Wanwan's mind.
"What did you call me?" Fang Zaolao was stunned.
"Sis!" Fang Wanwan hugged her tightly. "I'm scared!"
In that moment, the two sisters finally opened their hearts to each other, only to discover they had shared the same dream.
"I... I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to move." Fang Wanwan remembered the woman she had felt sorry for in the dream actually doing such things, and her hands and feet wouldn't stop trembling.
But she forgot what her sister's personality was like.
Fang Zaolao comforted her, but her eyes gradually turned cold. "Leave? Wouldn't that be letting them off easy?"
"Huh?"
"I'm saying, this score must be settled."
"Sis, forget it... it was just a dream..."
Fang Zaolao looked at her sister, about to say something, when the door was knocked on again.
"Miss Fang, please help me!" Li Juan's pleading voice, choked with tears, came from outside.
Fang Zaolao and Fang Wanwan both looked towards the door simultaneously. This scene was familiar. Li Juan's son had suddenly developed a fever, and she came to Fang Wanwan to borrow money—money that was never repaid, even by the time Fang Wanwan died.
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?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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."
