College Students' Daily Schedule

Day eight, seven o'clock sharp.

Fang Qi withdrew his gaze from the clock on the wall and looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him.

Liguang was kneeling on the opposite side of the coffee table. She pushed a white porcelain saucer toward him, looking at him with a beaming smile.

He lowered his head again, looking at the cup of tea on the table, which was still emitting curling steam.

Rose petals, goji berries, mulberries, and a few other medicinal herbs he didn't recognize...

Oh, it's a soothing tea.

Liguang knew he was going to sleep after drinking this tea, so she brewed a soothing tea...

But his mind was a mess.

It's here.

The morning tea, and that standard phrase...

It really came!

...Is this a rule of the world? Liguang goes back to brew tea at this exact time?

He wasn't sure.

But he knew that this cup of tea must be the save-point tea!

The save point for the morning of the eighth day!

...Anyway, save first, talk later!

He immediately picked up the teacup!

The warm cup rested against his palm, and the faint fragrance of the tea drifted into his nose.

Liguang's tea was as fragrant as ever...

He took a sip.

A faint sweetness, accompanied by a somewhat rich herbal scent. The temperature was perfect, exactly 52 degrees, not a fraction off.

The warmth slid all the way down his throat into his stomach.

His whole body relaxed slightly.

Ding! Save successful! He chanted silently in his heart.

Excellent!

There shouldn't be any problems now!

Although there was no prompt, it definitely saved!

Fang Qi held the teacup, looking at the silver-haired girl opposite him who was still smiling radiantly.

Everything he experienced yesterday—

The middle-aged man's story, Xiaoyue's provocation, the truth at the cinema, his parents' secret, Twilight's invitation... everything was now safely saved!

Now, even if something happened, even if time reset again... he wouldn't be afraid!

The seventh day had completely passed!

Liguang wouldn't forget either; it wouldn't be like before, where only a "dream" that could be erased at any moment remained.

...So comfortable!

Fang Qi took another sip of tea and let out a long breath:

"Phew—!"

Then, his whole body slumped back against the sofa.

His nerves, which had been tense all night, finally completely relaxed!

And so...

Drowsiness swept over him like a tidal wave.

So sleepy...

He turned his head with some effort and glanced at the rising morning sun outside the window.

It was only early morning... and he had to go to sleep again.

Ever since returning from the island, his sleep schedule had been a total mess...

In the past, he would wake up in the morning, drink the save-point tea, and start a new day.

But look at him now—

Staying up all night until dawn, saving the game, and then falling straight asleep...

Well, isn't this just a college student's schedule!

It was quite similar... to his college days when he would play games all night and only crawl into bed when the sun came up!

"Heh..."

Fang Qi couldn't help but chuckle.

"What is Master laughing at?"

The silver-haired girl's voice came from across the table.

Fang Qi turned his head slightly to look at her.

Liguang was tilting her small head, looking at him with a bright smile.

The data streams in her crimson eyes flowed steadily, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a curious arc.

"Um... nothing."

Fang Qi waved his hand with some effort:

"I just feel that my current sleep schedule is really ridiculous."

The silver-haired girl blinked, and then her small mouth pouted slightly:

"Master's schedule really isn't very good."

Her tone became serious, even carrying a hint of reproach, like a little housekeeper!

"Always staying up late is bad for your health!"

"Master isn't like Liguang, who doesn't need to rest as long as her battery is fully charged!"

She blinked:

"How about... for the next few days, Liguang helps Master adjust his schedule back to normal?"

Fang Qi looked at her small face, which was written all over with "concern," and his heart stirred slightly.

Adjust my schedule?

Hmm...

...It seems there's no real need; the way things are now is actually quite nice!

Before, he had to sleep first before he could save, and every time he lay in bed, he felt like a heavy stone was hanging over his heart!

Would something happen at night? Would he live to see the sun tomorrow? Would that crazy woman sneak up in the middle of the night and try something "creative"?

It was really hard to sleep soundly!

And now?

Save first, then sleep! Go to sleep with a guarantee!

No worries at all, completely relaxed!

Sleeping incredibly soundly!

Ha!

It's very fitting!

He no longer had to pretend to be a normal master around Liguang like he did when he first crossed over, so he didn't even need to go to work anymore!

A sleep schedule... didn't matter in the slightest!

Whatever is most comfortable!

"No need to adjust!"

He waved his hand, his tone carrying a bit of nonchalance.

"This schedule is perfectly fine!"

Then he downed the rest of the soothing tea in his cup in one gulp!

With the warm tea swallowed down, his whole body felt toasty.

So comfortable!

He placed the teacup on the table, stood up, and announced on the spot:

"Time to sleep!"

And the next second...

A gust of wind carrying the sweet scent of strawberries suddenly rushed at his face—

"Master!"

Liguang threw herself completely into his arms!

Her two small hands wrapped around his waist, and she buried her little head into his chest, rubbing against it vigorously!

"Master is so good!"

Her voice was muffled against his chest, clearly carrying a tone of joy!

...?

Huh?

Fang Qi was knocked back by her and plopped down onto the sofa.

He was completely dazed for a moment.

Good about what?

He looked down at the little silver head nuzzling around in his arms, his face blank.

"Liguang...?"

He subconsciously rubbed her hair. "Why are you suddenly so happy?"

He was just going to sleep, why was it suddenly "Master is so good"?

...!

Could it be...!

Was Liguang impatient and wanting to show off all her "functions"?!

Hmm...!

But the silver-haired girl lifted her small face from his arms, her heterochromatic eyes curving into crescents, the corners of her mouth turned up high!

She stuck her tongue out at him and giggled:

"I'm not telling Master—"

Then she let go, turned around, and ran toward her own little room, her low silver ponytail swinging back and forth behind her!

Fang Qi stood there, watching that cheerful figure disappear into the bedroom doorway...

He was still completely bewildered!

...Huh?

Why did she run back to her own room?

Wasn't she going to show off her functions?

...Tch!

Forget it, whatever.

As long as the wifey is happy!

He yawned and dragged his feet toward the bedroom.

...

Fang Qi sank comfortably into the soft bedding.

So comfortable...

With the back of his head resting on the pillow, he turned his head slightly and looked into the corner of his bedroom.

The silver-haired girl was currently crouching there.

And in front of her... sat a translucent oval capsule.

The entire charging pod looked like a giant silver waterdrop, standing quietly by the wall.

Liguang held the edge of the pod and carefully pushed it further into the corner.

She tilted her head and looked at it for two seconds, seemingly unsatisfied.

She glanced back at Fang Qi's position, then turned around and adjusted the angle of the entire pod so that the curved transparent surface was diagonally facing the head of the bed.

Then she took two steps back, tilted her head to look again, and bent down to adjust the base.

Her silver hair was loosely gathered into a low ponytail with a hairband, swaying gently behind her as she bent over.

With the way Fang Qi was lying right now, he only needed to tilt his head slightly to see everything inside the charging pod perfectly.

Likewise, when Liguang was charging in the pod, all she had to do was open her eyes and she could see him!

Fang Qi watched her bustling about, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from curling up into a smile.

That is right!

When she went back to her room earlier... it was actually to move her charging pod into his room!

Just a few minutes ago—

Liguang stood at the bedroom door, poking half of her pretty face out from behind the charging pod she had hauled over, and asked him in a soft, sweet, and flattering tone—

"Master, from now on... can Liguang put her charging pod in Master's room?"

Could he refuse?

Of course not!

So he waved his hand and said, "Bring it in, you can put it wherever you want."

Then, Liguang giggled, said "Thank you, Master," and pushed the charging pod—which was even larger than she was—into the room. She squatted in the corner, gesturing and adjusting it for ages.

And she still was not done fussing with it!

Fang Qi lay in bed, continuing to watch Liguang adjust the angle of the charging pod yet again.

Speaking of which... the Liguang of this playthrough really had not charged for several days.

She had not charged on the island on the sixth day, nor when they returned on the seventh day, and now it was the morning of the eighth day.

Even so, she did not actually need to charge much, because she had not done anything power-consuming in this cycle.

He had just asked Liguang, and she still had about 70% battery left.

In the past, with this much battery, she would not have bothered charging at all; she would have just climbed right into his bed in her pajamas!

But now... she had been triggered by what Xiaoyue said.

"The crimson eye and the laser blade consume an extremely high amount of energy," "For the same amount of computation, her energy consumption is more than triple mine," "Energy is life, every bit used is a bit lost"...

Yeah, it gave her immediate battery anxiety.

It even got to the point where Liguang would not sleep with him, running off to charge despite having 70% battery left...

...Useless Dawn Company!

My wife holds your biggest secret, could you not have installed a more advanced external core?

Useless Dawn technicians!

Without my cheapskate old man, you are nothing!

"Master—"

Liguang's voice came from the corner, interrupting his thoughts.

He turned his head to see that the silver-haired girl had already turned around, kneeling beside the charging pod and looking at him.

"Master,"

Her eyes were very serious.

"Liguang's charging pod absolutely does not emit any radiation harmful to the human body."

Her voice was also completely earnest.

"Dawn Company's product standards are very strict, and it has all the safety certifications!"

Fang Qi blinked.

Alright, he admitted, Dawn Company was not quite that useless.

"And moreover, it is very quiet when charging, so it will not disturb Master's sleep at all."

As she spoke, she immediately reached out her small hand and tapped the side of the pod.

A ripple spread across the translucent surface, and a faint blue band of light illuminated from the bottom, flowing slowly upward.

"This charging indicator light can also be turned off."

She tapped it again, and the light band dimmed.

"Liguang will turn it off, it absolutely will not affect Master's sleep!"

She blinked a little nervously, as if to say—Master will not go back on his word, right?

Fang Qi's head was sunk into his pillow. Looking at the kneeling silver-haired girl, he could not help but smile.

Who cares if there is radiation or noise!

Even if there was, it would not matter!

His wife wanted to look at him while she charged, how could he refuse!

He waved his hand. "It is fine, it is fine, hurry up and charge, I am going to sleep too."

He was really sleepy...

"Mhm!"

Liguang tapped the side of the pod a few times, and the faint blue light completely extinguished.

But she did not enter the charging pod. Instead, she stood up and walked over to the bed.

Bending her knees, she gracefully knelt by the bedside.

Crossing her two small hands, she rested her chin on the back of her hands, her heterochromatic eyes curving into crescents as she looked at him with a beaming smile!

"Master—"

Her voice was soft and sweet.

"How about Liguang coax Master to sleep?"

"Once Master falls asleep, Liguang will go charge!"

Then she blinked again and added,

"When Master is asleep, Liguang's movements will be very, very gentle, I definitely will not wake Master up!"

Fang Qi could not resist reaching out and pinching Liguang's cheek!

He had saved the game, and he had his wife coaxing him to sleep...

This sense of security was truly maxed out!

"Alright!" he smiled.

Liguang leaned her face forward a bit, making it easier for him to pinch.

So cute!

He pinched it twice more before letting go and shrinking back into the blankets.

Sleepy!

No more pinching, time to sleep!

The silver-haired girl curled the corners of her lips and rested her chin back on the back of her hands, just watching him quietly.

Under the gaze of those heterochromatic eyes, Fang Qi slowly closed his eyes.

Drowsiness swept over him, and his consciousness began to blur.

Then, he heard Liguang humming a song by his ear. Very soft, very gentle.

There were no lyrics, just a simple and seemingly familiar melody.

A lullaby.

It sounded nice...

Fang Qi's consciousness sank little by little into that melody.

He could finally get a comfortable sleep...

When he woke up in the afternoon, he would go to the milk tea shop, find Xiaoqing, find Lin Xiaoyou, and ask everything clearly about Dawn, Twilight...

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Feeling at ease, he gradually drifted into dreamland.

...

...

He did not know how much time had passed.

His consciousness floated up from the chaos.

Fang Qi felt...

His eyelids were somewhat heavy.

He did not feel the refreshing sensation of having had enough sleep; there was still a lingering sense of exhaustion.

...Hm?

Why did he wake up before he had slept enough...

Did Liguang's movements while getting into the charger... wake him up?

Naughty...

She really deserves a spanking...

His eyelids were heavy, and it took a lot of effort to open them just a crack.

His vision slowly transitioned from blurry to clear.

A white ceiling. Soft lighting.

A sofa, a coffee table, a white porcelain teacup...

And a pretty face.

Silver strands of hair hung by her ears, and little stars dangled from her earlobes.

Her amber left eye was gentle like water, while a steady stream of data flowed within her crimson right eye.

She was kneeling across the coffee table, holding a white porcelain saucer in both hands, a gentle and obedient smile curling her lips.

"Master, your tea."

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying a fresh sweetness unique to the morning.

"The temperature has been adjusted to your favorite 52 degrees Celsius."

...?

Huh?