Lin Yu: "Xiao Fu, come to think of it... we should be considered to be dating now, right?"
Ye Mengfu tightened her grip slightly, nodding twice in quick succession before biting her lip.
At that moment.
As if by some magical force.
The world around them seemed to mute and slow down.
The instant Lin Yu firmly held her hand, all her nervousness vanished without a trace.
A scene she had only ever dreamed of was now unfolding right before her.
This very second.
Ye Mengfu was absolutely certain.
She had truly fallen in love.
With a boy from the same apartment, she had begun a sweet, secret romance.
She had read countless romance comics before.
But she always thought love was something distant—an unattainable fantasy that would never happen to her.
Yet here she was.
She wished... time could freeze right here.
She wished... she could talk to Lin Yu alone.
She wished so, so badly...
Her sweet daydream was gently interrupted as reality tugged her back.
"Xiao Fu, we're here—this is the place."
Lin Yu's words made Ye Mengfu blush instantly.
Ye Mengfu: "S-sorry..."
She had been so lost in thought that she hadn’t even noticed they’d arrived.
How embarrassing...
Would Lin Yu think she was an idiot?
When a girl starts caring about what a boy thinks of her, it usually means she’s fallen for him.
Lin Yu pinched Ye Mengfu’s nose playfully and chuckled.
"What’s with the apologies? Between us... you don’t need to keep saying sorry."
Ye Mengfu felt even more flustered.
"R-right... sorry—I mean, not sorry!"
Stammering through her words, her face turned an even deeper shade of red.
With zero dating experience, Ye Mengfu had no idea how to act around a boy.
Watching her flustered reactions, Lin Yu found her utterly adorable.
Many people in relationships, when faced with an inexperienced partner,
think, "I’ll teach them everything they don’t know."
Only later do they realize—
what captivated them most was that initial innocence, like a blank canvas.
Once they start understanding, the dream fades.
Lin Yu looked at Ye Mengfu and asked,
"If anyone should apologize, it’s me."
"Our first date ended up being like this."
"But... Saturday!"
"If you’re free this Saturday, could I have another chance to take you out? Just the two of us?"
Ye Mengfu: "!!!"
A real one-on-one date!
Just like in her favorite comics.
And then...
They’d find a quiet spot.
Hug, kiss... and what if Lin Yu wanted to...
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Your bold romantic invitation has set your beloved’s heart racing, conjuring images straight out of a romance comic!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Lin Yu: "???"
What on earth was Xiao Fu Fu, red as a ripe apple, imagining now?
He just meant a simple outing—nothing indecent!
["Images straight out of a romance comic"]?
Was she picturing them like those manga couples?
He wondered just what kind of comics she’d been reading...
The silence stretched for nearly a minute.
Finally.
Ye Mengfu, as if making the most important decision of her life, gave a firm nod.
"Mm, I... I can do that."
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Those comics must’ve been way beyond PG-13!
Though it was said to be an undefended delicate physique,
no one mentioned relying entirely on self-pedagogy.
This is just...
way too considerate!
Lin Yu, quite excited, led Ye Mengfu inside to purchase the specified snacks.
...
Meanwhile,
the sister duo of Chi Qingshui and Chi Qingchi
were standing in line in front of a fried chicken rib shop.
Xiao Chi muttered under her breath:
"Sis, you... you have to believe me."
"I absolutely didn’t drink. If I really had, there’s no way I could’ve escaped your nose."
Chi Qingshui looked at her sister’s earnest expression and decided not to press further.
Not far from them,
three male college students carrying beer bottles
were strolling leisurely through the crowd.
Of course,
they weren’t the "quirky sight" of drinking while walking.
Instead,
each of them was holding a bundle of old-style Da Yan beer tied together with plastic rope.
Among them, a short, dark-skinned chubby guy
would close his eyes and take a deep whiff whenever he passed by a girl.
Then—
"Purple dress girl... laundry detergent is Diao brand, antibacterial compound formula, fabric softener also Diao brand, fruity wood scent!"
"White T-shirt aunt... laundry detergent is Walch, natural wood scent, no fabric softener!"
"High-heeled lady... Blue Moon classic hand-wash laundry detergent, fabric softener is Lenor Master Perfume!"
"..."
Beside him,
a tall, lanky guy—at least 6'1"—
wearing a No. 24 Lakers jersey,
couldn’t help but scoff at the chubby guy’s detailed analysis:
"Bro Gou, I seriously don’t buy it!"
"You’re just making this up, aren’t you?"
"Come on, sniff me then!"
The chubby guy, nicknamed "Dog Bro," snorted dismissively:
"You’re not even liquid... Tide in, stains out."
The tall guy: "..."
Damn, he actually got it right!
The third guy, average height and build with a standard college-boy buzz cut, chuckled between them:
"See, Skinny? Convinced now?"
"Dog Bro’s family has run a laundromat for years—they even opened a branch now!"
"As he puts it, anyone who walks past him..."
"he can sniff out every detail about their laundry routine."
"A veritable... laundry bloodhound!"
The so-called Dog Bro, smug, joined the line at the fried chicken rib shop.
Suddenly, his nose twitched.
"Now this is rare—Viva 28 lavender-scented detergent, Green Umbrella rose-scented softener... damn!"
"Not many folks in Pingchuan use these two—fresh, healthy, affordable yet effective!"
As his two buddies listened to Dog Bro’s bragging,
the two girls ahead of them in line suddenly turned around...
"Isn’t that... Chi Qingshui, Chi Qingchi?"
"No way, twins?!"
"Hey, hey!"
"Class prez!"
"..."
The three guys, recognizing their classmates—the twin sisters—immediately greeted them in their usual unserious manner.
Even the beer bottles in their hands instinctively rose a few centimeters.
Chi Qingshui’s expression flickered with slight discomfort before quickly settling back into calm.
Well, they were already here.
She’d mentally prepared for running into acquaintances beforehand.
But she still didn’t want to let Lin Yu down.
Running into student council members would’ve been one thing,
but of course, it had to be their classmates right off the bat!
"Gou Feng, Gao Yumin, Zhao Bin, hello."
Chi Qingshui called out greetings in a formal, roll-call manner.
Luckily, it wasn’t time for the group to assemble for a meal yet…
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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.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
