So the timeline wasn’t set in 2014 after all!
Standing up to greet him was a girl.
She had voluminous black permed hair with thick blunt bangs.
A large pink hair clip didn’t hold much hair—it was purely decorative.
Her loose white short-sleeved T-shirt deliberately left one shoulder exposed.
A bold black strap added a unique touch of charm.
Beneath her frayed denim peplum skirt, she wore zebra-striped stockings paired with sneakers.
It was none other than Huang Feirong, looking even more youthful!
Such a nostalgic outfit.
Total throwback to the non-mainstream era!
"Brother Yu! What’s with the daze?"
"Over here, over here!"
Huang Feirong waved her hand enthusiastically, beckoning him.
Lin Yu maneuvered past people searching for computers in the internet café and headed toward the very last row.
Meanwhile, he pondered to himself.
In this dream world, what role was he playing in Huang Feirong’s life?
A college classmate?
An online friend?
Or maybe… her boyfriend?
In Aunt Qimeng’s dream world, he had once appeared as a college crush.
Given how insanely good he was at gaming,
Huang Feirong’s subconscious must have assigned him a new identity here!
When he reached Huang Feirong, Lin Yu gave her another once-over.
Honestly,
after getting used to the so-called "fashionable outfits" of later years,
seeing this revival of "cutting-edge trends" was oddly refreshing.
Even more pleasing to the eye was the fact that,
despite her non-mainstream hairstyle and clothing,
Huang Feirong’s face was clean and fresh, free of heavy makeup.
The Feirong-jie of her youth was far more lively than her twenty-six-year-old self.
Seems like… she hadn’t yet become the queen of dirty jokes?
"Brother Yu, why’d you take so long? I’ve been waiting forever!"
"At least you’re earlier than that bitch from the business department… hehe!"
Huang Feirong immediately slung an arm over Lin Yu’s shoulder.
The height difference forced her to stretch a little to do so.
Lin Yu discreetly assessed the situation.
This didn’t seem like a college couple’s dynamic.
Normal couples would link arms or snuggle up affectionately, right?
Huang Feirong’s gesture felt more like… bros hanging out!
And the "bitch from the business department" she mentioned was probably the [Old Rival at the Internet Café] he needed to defeat.
"Why’d you pick such a hidden spot? I was here for a while and couldn’t find you."
Lin Yu casually remarked.
Unexpectedly—
"Bzzz…"
A faint, familiar buzzing echoed in his mind.
Holy crap?
Already triggering a reaction?
"What’s up with you today?"
"Brother Yu, aren’t these two seats our usual spot?"
"Why are you saying such weird stuff?"
Huang Feirong leaned down, tilting her face up to scrutinize Lin Yu from below.
Lin Yu: "!!!"
So that was the issue?
Huang Feirong’s subconscious in this dream world was way too sensitive!
Just one offhand comment contradicting her subconscious nearly caused the entire dream world to collapse!
Yikes…
He’d have to watch his words from now on.
With Huang Feirong staring him down, Lin Yu couldn’t think of a good explanation.
He simply pressed a hand to her head and pushed her back into her seat.
"Since when do you talk so much? How could your Brother Yu forget our lucky spot?"
Hearing his domineering tone, Huang Feirong grinned again:
"Ok, ok! Brother Yu is awesome as always! New Brother Yu, eternal life!"
Good.
So in her subconscious, Lin Yu was the tough, assertive "Brother Yu."
Lin Yu sat at the computer Huang Feirong had booted up for him, wondering what kind of opponent would show up later.
Huang Feirong handed him a pair of headphones and a chilled bottle of Qoo juice:
"Brother Yu, you’ll be facing that bitch later."
"Rest up now—we need you to bring glory to ‘Feirong’s Dance Crew in the Sky’!"
"Got your drinks and tunes ready for you."
Lin Yu: "…"
Feirong’s Dance Crew in the Sky…
Might as well aim for the moon.
No wonder the dream world’s options were all games.
She must’ve played nonstop in college!
Just the name alone revealed who founded the crew.
He hadn’t had this drink in years.
Glancing at the minimized "QianQian Jukebox" on the desktop,
he realized Huang Feirong had even queued up music for him before he arrived.
Given the era, the non-mainstream hotspot, and the playlist curated by the future queen of dirty jokes…
Songs like "I’m Just a Legend," "Love While You Cheat," "Flying to Someone Else’s "…
flashed through Lin Yu’s mind.
Probably one of those.
If not, something in the same vein.
But when he put on the headphones, the childish chorus that greeted him left him frozen for a solid thirty seconds!
"Greet another dawn’s light~ bringing fresh new air~"
"Scents may change, but warmth stays the same~ tea fragrance fills the air of friendship~"
"My door is always open~ my arms are wide to welcome you~"
"After one embrace, we’ll share a bond~ you’ll fall in love with here~"
"…"
Huang Feirong excitedly chimed in:
"Amazing, right? It just dropped yesterday!"
"Brother Yu, guess how many singers are in this track. Hehe!"
Lin Yu was momentarily speechless: "…"
Yesterday, huh?
If only it really were yesterday.
Back when this song first came out, it exploded in popularity.
During middle school breaks, the school speakers would blast it on repeat.
Almost every student and teacher could sing along.
That year, the stars who collaborated on this track were all at the peak of their careers.
That year, his parents were still by his side, and he, too, was once a rising star.
Noticing his silence, Huang Feirong pressed:
"Can’t name even one?"
Lin Yu maximized the player and restarted the song.
Then,
he rattled off every featured artist like a pro, leaving Huang Feirong utterly stunned.
Before the song could finish,
a group of girls arrived at the opposite row.
Leading them was a red-haired girl whose face was unclear but whose imposing physique spoke volumes:
"So you’re Lin Yu?"
Lin Yu: "???"
Huang Feirong: "!!!"
It wasn’t that Lin Yu couldn’t see their faces clearly.
It was that these girls…
literally had no facial models?!
Their features were completely obscured by pixelated blobs.
Despite their dramatic entrance, they radiated pure "NPC" energy.
For NPCs with zero facial rendering,
in a real game,
they’d just be walking quest markers with "!" or "?" floating overhead.
Lin Yu wouldn’t even bother clearing their quests!
So freaking generic!
Was the queen of dirty jokes’ dream world really this low-budget?
…
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ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
