After the song ended,
Mo Shangying held her phone and glanced at Maomao sitting beside her:
"Crafty Maomao, everyone's QQ Zone posts got read out loud."
"Did you delete all your old posts? There's not a single one left?"
Maomao replied calmly:
"I’ve never posted anything."
For a moment,
the group exchanged surprised glances.
Only Xia Yiwei’s eyes held a trace of sympathy, though she didn’t voice the reason.
Lin Yu had also noticed Maomao’s empty QQ Zone.
Raised under "elite education," Maomao likely had little time for leisure.
Things like using QQ, posting updates, or writing blogs might have been entirely foreign to her.
Having guessed as much,
Lin Yu had deliberately avoided bringing it up.
Yet,
to his surprise, Ying'er was the one who broached the topic.
What shocked him even more was—
Mo Shangying blinked and asked curiously:
"Is posting updates illegal?"
The group: "???"
Maomao: "...No."
Mo Shangying: "Then what’s the problem? It’s never too late to try something new. How about your debut post?"
Under Mo Shangying’s earnest gaze, Maomao felt a sudden surge of energy.
Hesitantly, she picked up her phone and opened QQ Zone.
Then, she turned to Mo Shangying:
"What should I write?"
Mo Shangying shrugged her slender shoulders:
"How should I know? Just say whatever’s on your mind."
"It’s your space—what you write there…"
"is entirely up to you!"
Maomao’s eyes flickered, unconsciously drifting toward Xia Yiwei.
Xia Yiwei smiled brightly and nodded, gesturing as if to say, "Go ahead."
Lowering her head, Maomao cradled her phone, thought for a moment, and slowly began typing…
At the dinner table,
everyone simultaneously refreshed their feeds, searching for the latest update from their friend.
The anticipation was palpable!
"Tonight’s dinner was delicious."
Just as Maomao was about to post the words, she hesitated and edited them again…
Soon,
a new update appeared in everyone’s feeds:
"Maomao (cat avatar)"
"Tonight’s dinner was wonderful."
Within mere seconds,
notifications—something Maomao’s phone had never displayed before—began lighting up.
+1 +2 +3…
Lin Yu noticed an unfamiliar joy flicker across Maomao’s usually composed face.
Her expression resembled that of "a little girl receiving her first gift."
Maomao turned to Mo Shangying and said:
"Ying'er, thank you. You’re a kind and easygoing person."
Mo Shangying: "Uh…"
Lin Yu then observed an unfamiliar discomfort flash across Ying'er’s cheerful face.
Her expression mirrored that of "a rival admitting, 'Out of everyone, you understand me best.'"
The group could sense that if the dinner continued like this,
it would become one of those rare, heartwarming moments in the apartment.
But the ladies had no idea…
Their peaceful evening was possible only because someone else was about to shoulder the storm.
[Ding!]
[Crisis Alert: The leader and all members of the Blazing Sea Demonic Cult have appeared nearby. The group’s location has been exposed. Host, remain vigilant and eliminate the threat promptly!]
Hearing the system’s warning,
Lin Yu casually downed the last of his wine.
Tch.
It was bound to happen sooner or later.
Time to shake off the melancholy and warmth—
and bring on something far more thrilling!
Lin Yu could already hear Shi Yanhai and his gang exchanging expletive-laden chatter nearby.
......
"Old Gou, don’t you dare screw with me about Qingshui!"
"I’m dead serious. If you’re lying, tell me now."
"Or if things go south later, we’re done as brothers!"
A guy in a color-block T-shirt, athletic shorts, and designer sneakers
glared at Gou Feng, demanding answers.
Gou Feng clapped his hands, even more earnest:
"I’d be your son if I lied!"
"The scent was identical!"
"Have I ever been wrong before?"
Zhao Bin gasped:
"Bro, look at that huge table—holy crap!"
"Not just our class’s twins, but a whole squad of stunners!"
"Has Lin Yu gotten into some shady business lately?"
"One guy with… a pack of women? They…"
Before he could finish,
Shi Yanhai elbowed him sharply, scowling:
"He’s shady?"
"And the women eating with him? What’re you implying?"
"That they’re all shady too?"
Zhao Bin rubbed his chest, wincing:
"Oww, that’s not what I meant!"
"Bro, getting mad at us won’t help!"
"Big Gao! Hey, Big Gao!"
"Say something, man!"
Noticing Gao Yumin spacing out, Zhao Bin tugged his sleeve.
Gao Yumin murmured dreamily:
"Guys… I think I’m in love again."
"Who’s that girl in traditional dress? She’s… she’s my exact type!"
"Shouldn’t we… go over there?"
"Yanhai, didn’t you want answers? Let’s move!"
Shi Yanhai: "..."
Zhao Bin: "..."
Gou Feng: "..."
After living together for so long,
the trio instantly recognized Gao Yumin’s… condition.
His towering height and lean frame did attract certain girls.
Among their four-man squad,
Gao Yumin had the most dating experience—even more than Shi Yanhai.
Shi Yanhai had no time to mock the overgrown horndog.
But one thing Gao Yumin said was right—
Speculating about why Lin Yu was dining with Qingshui
was a waste of breath.
If this was just a chance encounter between classmates,
and Qingshui had joined Lin Yu’s table,
then given his history with her, she wouldn’t refuse him either!
Even without a solid plan,
Shi Yanhai stubbornly declared:
"Let’s go. We were just picking a place to eat anyway—today, it’s this one."
"Act natural. Play it off as a coincidence."
The moment he finished,
Gao Yumin grabbed a beer and charged ahead eagerly.
......
At the table of one man and eight women,
after hearing the Blazing Sea Demonic Cult’s approach, Lin Yu eagerly awaited their arrival.
After waiting forever,
they were finally here!
Soon, exaggerated greetings rang out:
"Hey? What a coincidence!"
"Just picking a random spot and running into classmates!"
"Yo, Lin Yu, fancy meeting you here!"
"......"
The forced chatter drew everyone’s attention.
......
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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.
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?
