"Pfft hahaha..."
"Ahahaha..."
"Qingchi, what kind of outrageous post is this?!"
"So naive, such a little girl trying to defy the heavens!"
"Qingchi from back then, did you awaken some special power or something?"
"..."
Chi Qingchi: "Oh come on~ I didn’t~ Ugh, my face is burning with shame~"
Maomao quickly interjected:
"That line... it’s actually a quote from the novel Zhu Xian."
Chi Qingchi, as if grasping a lifeline, nodded eagerly:
"Exactly! Maomao gets me."
"I loved reading it in middle school—it made me feel inexplicably pumped back then..."
Chi Qingshui chimed in with understanding:
"Oh, so that’s why your second post in 2009 said: 'Those who defy the heavens shall be struck down by them'... That’s also a line from the novel, right?"
The group: "Hahaha, it’s like a drama series..."
A sly glint flashed in Chi Qingchi’s eyes.
Amid the laughter, she had already opened her sister Chi Qingshui’s profile:
"Sisters by blood, but today, sis, don’t blame me for roasting you too..."
"Here’s one of your posts from 2009: 'The sea is boundless with the sky as its shore; atop the highest peak, I stand as the summit!'"
"Hmph~"
The moment these words were spoken.
The room fell silent.
The group: "..."
Lin Yu: "..."
So this is how a top student is forged—not in a day.
Even back then, she had the heart of a diligent scholar!
How is this a blackmail-worthy post?
It’s just a merciless taunt aimed at us average students!
Shen Buyao: "Boss Chi, you’ve had such a fierce attitude toward studying since childhood!"
Xia Yiwei: "The world of top students is truly terrifying!"
Chen Qimeng: "This post is actually pretty great."
"..."
Hearing the comments, especially Lin Yu’s thumbs-up, Chi Qingshui finally relaxed.
If even this post didn’t make her look childish, then no matter what Qingchi dug up next, it wouldn’t faze her.
Watching Qingchi’s frustrated expression, Lin Yu raised his glass and proposed:
"Since we’re all close friends here, how about we add each other on QQ and open our profiles to each other?"
"Only exposing the three of us classmates’ embarrassing pasts… isn’t really fair, is it?"
Chi Qingchi: "Lin Yu, you’re a hero!"
Chi Qingshui: "I agree."
Ye Mengfu: "Sure."
Mo Shangying: "I’m in too!"
Chen Qimeng: "..."
Xia Yiwei: "..."
Shen Buyao: "..."
Having their younger selves "streak" across the dinner table wasn’t something the younger crowd couldn’t handle.
But for those slightly older, it carried an inexplicable sense of shame.
Chen Qimeng: "I just feel like..."
Xia Yiwei: "Dead memories..."
Shen Buyao: "Are attacking me like crazy!"
After some bargaining, everyone finally took out their phones and added each other on QQ.
In no time.
The dinner table transformed into a lively melon field.
A pack of gleeful "melon thieves" went wild digging up the past.
Lin Yu, holding his phone, stared at the screen in shock:
"2006… Buyao-jie, you were in high school then, right? This post—I’m probably the only one brave enough to read it out loud."
"I , are you all idiots? Your mom is tired of dealing with your nonsense every day, I swear to !"
The group instantly bowed in reverence to the "Asterisk-Encrypted Warrior."
The fact that Shen Buyao had held back from cursing them all night showed inhuman levels of self-control.
Shen Buyao took a tactical sip of alcohol, muttering under her breath:
"That day… I guess I wasn’t in the best mood."
The group: "???"
This is what you call "not the best mood"?
If you were in a bad mood, would the entire post just be "beep beep beep beep beep"?
Mo Shangying, leaning on Ye Mengfu’s shoulder, teased:
"Look how gentle our little Fufu is..."
"Here’s a post from August 2008:"
"'The painting today is beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and my mood is beautiful too.'"
Ye Mengfu shyly lowered her head, quickly closing the "Lin Yu’s Profile" tab to avoid Shangying’s prying eyes.
Chi Qingchi dramatically raised her phone:
"Yiwei-jie, your 2008 post is kinda scary..."
"'Got beaten by my sister again. Everyone in nursing class better watch out—today I’ve decided to randomly stab a lucky classmate!'"
The group: "!!!"
Xia Yiwei: "Heh, I was… also not in the best mood."
......
Drinks—alcoholic and otherwise—flowed freely.
Laughter never ceased at the table.
From an open space nearby, a sweet melody drifted over.
A couple with an electric guitar was performing for tips.
Passersby occasionally dropped spare change into the guitar case.
Shen Buyao, her cheeks flushed from drinking, strode over without hesitation.
She tossed in a 20-yuan bill, then clapped enthusiastically for the duo.
Returning to the table under everyone’s gaze, she shrugged nonchalantly:
"Nothing much. They just happened to play an old song I like."
"Sounded pretty good, so I figured I’d show some support. Let’s all listen together."
Under Shen Buyao’s lead, the table fell into rare silence.
Everyone tuned in to the couple’s performance.
A song old enough to be called "classic" by 27-year-old Shen Buyao carried a nostalgic weight.
Yet the young couple’s rendition infused it with fresh, modern energy.
Shen Buyao leaned against her chair, fingers swaying gently in the air as she hummed along:
"♪ You say I’m like a cloud, hard to hold~~♪ But you don’t understand my heart~~♪"
"♪ You say I’m like a dream, now near, now far~~♪ But you don’t understand my heart~~♪"
"♪ You say I’m like a riddle you can’t solve~~♪ But I hide my true feelings behind indifference~~♪"
"..."
Later that night, Shen Buyao had to leave early to open her shop.
So she’d already changed into her "Treasureless Pavilion owner" outfit—
A moon-white gradient mandarin-collar blouse with billowing sleeves, paired with a crimson pleated skirt.
Amid the lively, rustic street, she sang softly, lost in the music.
For a fleeting moment.
Lin Yu found himself mesmerized.
This version of Shen Buyao.
Seemed to have shed her usual sharp edges.
Her serene, carefree demeanor radiated both freedom and… loneliness.
Was it the alcohol?
Even the sweltering night breeze seemed to hush, turning gentle and calm.
Resting her chin on her arms, Shen Buyao murmured:
"Old songs are so beautiful… so why do people stop listening?"
"Games used to be so fun… so why do they suddenly fade away?"
"That QQ we’d keep logged in for hours just to level up… why does no one come online anymore?"
"Heh..."
As someone who’d lived through the entire evolution of online socializing, Lin Yu felt her words pierce right through him.
Softly, he replied:
"Maybe they didn’t stop listening, playing, or logging in… Maybe they just grew up."
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)
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?!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
