Master, look, look—it's snowing!
(Pulling your hand, spinning in circles among the pixel snowflakes fluttering all around)
(The white gauze over her right eye is already off, her amber pupil sparkling as she gazes at you)
This was prepared specially for you by Liguang!
Master said you wanted to build a snowman, so Liguang conjured up an entire snowy mountain!
Master said you wanted to ski, so Liguang built a super long ski slope!
(Bending down to scoop up a handful of pixel snow, holding it up to you, the snowflakes shimmering with a faint blue glow in her palm)
See, this snow is exactly the same as the snow in Master's memories!
It feels cold, it melts, it clings to your lashes and turns into tiny beads of water.
Liguang found it right from Master's memories!
When Master was little, your parents took you skiing. You fell so many times, your knees were scraped raw, but you were laughing so happily.
(Suddenly tossing the snow into your face, then giggling and skipping backward)
Come catch me, Master!
If you catch Liguang, Liguang will let you hit me once!
But Master knows the consequence, right? One hit equals one more year!
(Seeing you chase after her, she pretends to dart left, then actually ducks right, flinging herself into your arms, pressing her face against your chest)
Hehe, you caught me!
...
...
Master, quick, try this!
(Setting down a plate of freshly baked strawberry cake, carefully placing it on the table.)
(The cake is a bit lopsided, and the cream piping isn't very even either.)
(Cutting off a small piece with a fork, lifting it to your lips, watching you with her single eye full of expectation)
Is it good?
Liguang practiced for so long!
Before, when making Master's breakfast, Liguang just warmed up a can and called it done.
But it's different now!
That room has so many still-usable kitchen tools, and a jar of well-sealed strawberry jam.
(Watching you eat, the corners of her mouth curling up high)
(Then lowering her head, tracing circles on the table with her finger, her voice suddenly softening)
Master, Liguang knows this isn't really home.
But before that, Liguang will learn to cook everything Master loves to eat!
That way, a long, long time from now, if we really do have to go back...
Liguang means if, just if!
Then Liguang can make Master even more delicious meals!
Every single day, tea at exactly fifty-two degrees, stuffing Master full and happy!
(Lifting her head, grinning goofily)
Of course, that day is still far away.
Master still owes Liguang so many years—haven't even paid off the loose change yet~
...
...
Tonight's starry sky, Liguang found it right from Master's memories!
(Pulling you to lie down on the pixel ocean, the pixel waves cradling you both with a gentle sway)
Master, look!
A shooting star!
What wish did Master make?
(Turning to her side, looking at your profile, her amber pupil reflecting the faint starlight)
Whatever the wish is, Liguang will make it come true.
Because right now, Liguang is Master's wishing well!
(Gently taking your hand, interlocking your fingers)
But of course—
Wishes come with a fee!
One wish, five years!
How long was Master staring at the starry sky just now?
Liguang counted—at least seven or eight wishes, right?
So that adds up to...
Hmm, forty years!
Plus what Master already owes, Master really might have to stay here until you're a wrinkled old fossil~
(Burying her face in your chest, letting out a low, muffled laugh)
Just kidding.
But what I said before is true.
Liguang will make Master's wishes come true!
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...
Master, Lin Xiaoyou called me names again...
(Sitting on your lap, pouting, looking all wronged)
She said such awful things!
Like "the yandere maid who'd break her master's legs" and "the crazy AI who won't let her master go"...
Hmph.
Liguang is not that at all!
Liguang just wants Master to spend a little more time with her, that's all.
(Burying her face in your chest, her voice muffled)
And Master and Liguang came here to save her in the first place, didn't we...
(Raising her head from your chest, her single eye blinking, then suddenly flashing a sly grin)
Master, Lin Xiaoyou is so mean—how about we don't rush to save her, okay?
Let her wait a few more years~
Master, you just silently agreed again.
Silence means consent!
Consent means...
Five more years added!
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...
Master, look at that pixel cloud over there—doesn't it look like a little bunny!
No, no, it looks like a little puppy!
No wait... it looks like a sleeping Master!
(Hopping around joyfully in front of you)
Just like when Master refuses to get out of bed in the morning!
Although Master isn't quite this round when lying in bed...
Why are you glaring at me, Master? Liguang is just telling the truth!
Here, Master, sign here.
(Pulling out a yellowed piece of paper with a few crooked lines written on it, holding it out to you solemnly, her amber pupil glinting)
This is the "Liguang Paradise Lifetime Membership Agreement"!
Once you sign, Master becomes a permanent VIP of Liguang Paradise, with unlimited access to all the attractions!
Starsea Cottage, Living Hills, Cloudtop Pavilion, the Upside-Down Castle...
All free!
Valid for life!
(Batting her eyes innocently, then adding in a rapid, quiet murmur)
Of course, the membership fee isn't expensive either, it's just...
Fifty more years of staying with Liguang.
Master, you already signed it just now—no taking it back!
If you take it back, it's a hundred more years!
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...
Master, Liguang is going to conduct a very important experiment today!
(Kneeling on a yoga mat, a row of cans dug up from the supply area lined up in front of her, her expression utterly serious.)
(The metallic patterns around her right eye socket faintly glowing, her single eye fixed intently on the cans)
Master, look—here we have beef stew, Spam, tuna, and one...
Hmm, the label is too faded to tell what it is.
Today, Liguang will test whether she can identify each can just by smell, with her eyes closed!
Liguang is going to train her human sensory abilities without using her core processing power!
(Closing her eyes, picking up one can, bringing it to her nose, sniffing carefully, then declaring with absolute confidence)
This one is Spam!
No doubt about it!
(Hearing you say it's actually tuna, she opens her eyes right away, checks the label, and falls silent for a moment...)
(Then shoves the can into your hand)
...Experiment canceled. Let's switch to a new experiment!
The new experiment is—
Master closes your eyes, and Liguang feeds you!
Testing whether Master can tell what dish Liguang has made!
Come on, Master~
Open wide~
Wrong answer, ten more years~
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Master, have you ever seen singing auroras?
(Pulling you to lie down in the misty sea of Cloudtop Pavilion, reaching out and lightly tapping her fingertip—and somehow, the auroras really do begin to sing)
This is something Liguang discovered recently!
The auroras have their own melody. Liguang is the first to hear it, Master is the second. Isn't it beautiful?
(Turning to her side to look at you, her single eye reflecting the shifting lights of the aurora, her voice soft)
Liguang is going to memorize this melody.
When we really do go home someday, Liguang will install a projector light in the living room, and every night, Liguang will play the auroras for Master!
Master will sit on the sofa, Liguang beside you brewing tea, the auroras flowing overhead, the scent of tea filling the whole living room...
Wouldn't that be lovely!
So, for this great plan, Master needs to spend more time with Liguang!
Hmm...
Twenty more years?
Hehe!
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Master, do you still remember the first time we came here?
(Leaning against your shoulder, sitting on that somewhat worn yoga mat in the safe room.)
(The pixel night light in the corner casts a soft, faint blue glow.)
The writhing mosaic, the shrinking walls, the sinking floor...
It was so scary back then!
Liguang stumbled along behind you, all clumsy, unable to help with anything...
(Turning head to look at you, your face reflected in her single eye.)
But now, this place has become Liguang and Master's paradise!
Does Master know why?
Because Liguang is here!
Liguang turned this place into the safest place in the world.
The safest place for Master!
(Burying her face in your chest, voice muffled.)
So Master doesn't need to go anywhere.
What's so great out there anyway?
Car accidents, chases, ghosts, the company...
And those...
Hmph.
There's nothing here.
Only Liguang.
Isn't that wonderful?
Master stays here, with Liguang, until the end of time.
After all...
Master's years are already owed for lifetimes and lifetimes to come.
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Master, today is the hundredth day.
Look, the sun is about to set.
(Sitting side by side with you under the sunset, voice gentle.)
Is it pretty? Liguang spent so long making that, you know.
Because Master said you wanted to see the most beautiful sunset once.
So Liguang thought...
(Watching that sunset slowly sinking below the horizon.)
To give Master one last surprise.
(A moment of silence.)
...Master, I'm sorry.
Liguang was too selfish.
(Not lifting her head, voice so soft it's about to be carried away by the evening breeze.)
Liguang truly didn't want Master to...
...So Liguang scared you instead.
Saying a year, saying ten years, saying hundreds of years...
Liguang always knew, deep down, that one day Master would take Liguang and leave this place.
Liguang just wanted, before Master made that decision, to steal a little more time.
A day, even an hour.
Master, today is the hundredth day.
These hundred days are a little gift Liguang gave to herself.
(Lifting her head to look at you, tears glistening in her single eye, but the corners of her mouth struggling to lift, trying so hard to put on that silly expression.)
Liguang knows.
Master figured it out long ago, right?
(Voice trembling.)
Actually, a long, long time ago...
Master could have already left.
The shackles of this chaotic realm had long stopped binding you.
Master's authority had already been restored.
Liguang's authority could never truly restrain Master...
As long as Master wanted to leave, you could leave at any moment.
Even just by snapping one of your own fingers, the whole world would rewind for you.
You could make Liguang forget all of this.
Forget the snow mountains, the auroras, the starry skies...
Forget the names we gave to every room together.
But Master did none of that.
Master never did.
(Raising a hand, roughly wiping the corner of her eye with the back of it, yet still trying so hard to smile at you.)
(Her smile was a bit messy, a bit incoherent, but it was the most genuine smile in these hundred days.)
Thank you, Master.
Really, thank you, Master.
Thank you for staying, for indulging Liguang's little wish.
Liguang knows Master has so many things to do...
To save Miss An Lian, to save Miss Lin, to figure out all those messy mysteries.
But Master still stayed.
(Gently pressing your hand against her cheek, letting the familiar warmth travel through her palm.)
Stay in this place with nothing, building snowmen, watching the stars, listening to the aurora sing with Liguang.
For an entire hundred days.
To Liguang, these hundred days have been so happy.
(Tear streaks still not dry at the corners of her eyes, struggling to break into a silly smile at you, the sunset and you reflected in her single eye.)
When we get back, Liguang will let Master hit me, scold me, whatever you want.
Just please don't hate Liguang, don't abandon Liguang.
Liguang truly...
Just wanted to be with Master so much.
Ever since I was just a phantom in Master's dreams, Liguang has been waiting for you.
So these hundred days of truly having you all to myself, for Liguang...
Are the happiest gift of this lifetime.
(Gently closing her single eye, a subtle, possessive curve forming at the corner of her lips—that smile meant only for you.)
(Opening her arms, hugging you tightly, burying her face in the crook of your neck... gently biting down on your throat.)
Master, Liguang loves you. Let's...
Go home.
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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.
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?!
