"Little Song, it's been so long since I last saw you."
"Where are you working now? What do you do?"
"If you come across any suitable job opportunities, do introduce them to Haixin later. She’s almost graduating from university."
Grandma Miao sat at the table, chatting with Lin Yu.
In her memory, her granddaughter was still in her college years.
Lin Yu matched Grandma Miao’s pace and joined the conversation:
"Of course, Grandma, don’t worry. Once Haixin graduates, I’ll make sure to arrange something for her."
"Lately, I’ve been learning how to make films."
"Grandma, I have a small favor to ask—would you like to play a role in the movie? Are you free in the next few days?"
Miao Haixin looked at her grandmother expectantly, waiting for her response.
Since falling ill, aside from occasional walks in the park or trips to the market with Haixin, Grandma Miao had almost no other activities.
Bringing this up with Lin Yu was Haixin’s way of hoping this opportunity could help her grandmother get out more and interact with others.
There wasn’t much she could do for her, but she wanted Grandma to have some happy memories while her mind still held them.
Grandma Miao smoothed the hair by her ear and chuckled:
"Oh my, I don’t know the first thing about acting in movies…"
"But… what kind of clothes would I need to wear?"
Haixin’s smile widened, her heart swelling with joy.
She could tell how much her grandmother was looking forward to this.
"Grandma, just wear your usual clothes. It’s just a small role."
"But you’ll need to bring out your old theater skills from your performing arts troupe days. This is a great chance, haha!"
At the mention of her past, Grandma Miao’s eyes visibly brightened:
"No role is too small. Even if it’s just a glimpse of your face, the emotions should still shine through."
"Little Song… or should I call you Director Song now, hehe."
"If there are any special clothing requirements, just let me know."
Lin Yu was surprised.
Who would’ve thought?
Grandma Miao had once been part of a performing arts troupe.
No wonder their usually reserved advisor had taken the initiative to bring this up—she must have wanted to help Grandma relive her youth.
Lin Yu continued:
"Grandma, just from what you’ve said, I can tell you’re a professional. I’ll take that as a yes!"
"Don’t worry about the costume—just come in your everyday clothes. The crew will handle the rest."
"There are a few lines, and I’ll have Haixin bring them to you later."
Though Miao Haixin had initially approached Lin Yu about a background role, seeing Grandma Miao’s enthusiasm, delivering a few lines shouldn’t be a problem.
This was something Lin Yu was determined to make happen.
Grandma Miao rubbed her hands against her soft silk pants and said:
"Alright, alright…"
"Oh, you two keep talking. I’ll go cut some more fruit."
"Look at my memory—guests are here, and I forgot to serve fruit."
This time, Lin Yu wisely didn’t stop her.
Even though the fruit plate was already on the table.
Miao Haixin pulled her chair closer to Lin Yu and whispered:
"Lin Yu, does your script really have a role with lines for an elderly woman?"
"Just having Grandma as an extra is enough. Don’t let this interfere with your work."
"Remember, the credits from your summer project will count toward your graduation evaluation!"
Lin Yu replied earnestly:
"Advisor, the role is real!"
"I’m not making this up. I think Grandma would be perfect for it."
Lin Yu had only given everyone a brief rundown of the story.
When it came to the script details and personnel adjustments, wasn’t it ultimately his call?
Hearing this, Miao Haixin finally let out a slight sigh of relief:
"That’s good, that’s good."
...
After staying at the instructor’s house for half an hour, Lin Yu excused himself, saying his classmates had arrived, and left.
As he was about to go,
Miao Haixin tugged at him again, insisting on taking him to the supermarket to return the gifts.
Lin Yu had to talk her out of it for quite a while before finally convincing her to accept his gesture.
After leaving the instructor’s neighborhood, Lin Yu hailed a taxi and headed to Aunt Qimeng’s flower shop.
On the way,
Lin Yu kept turning things over in his mind.
In his past life, he hadn’t found "Boss Bao" and failed to fulfill his wish of repaying the kindness he owed.
But in this life, since he had uncovered the truth that had been deliberately hidden back then,
Lin Yu was determined to do everything in his power to repay that debt of gratitude.
At the very least,
he had to try to prevent the accident that had befallen Grandma Miao.
Before long,
Lin Yu arrived at Aunt Qimeng’s flower shop.
It was mid-afternoon,
and the shop had few customers and no urgent flower arrangement orders.
Aunt Qimeng sat at the table, holding a stack of printed materials,
guiding Huang Feirong through a civil service exam tutorial.
Meanwhile, Aunt Ruxue stood by the flower-wrapping counter, casually practicing her floral arrangements.
It was obvious that her skills were newly acquired—
her movements were clumsy, but there was still a hint of aesthetic flair in her compositions.
"Wow! Big Yu’s here!"
"What took you so long?"
"Didn’t you promise yesterday to come early and go shopping with the two sisters?"
"Honestly, can you try to be more considerate next time? Couldn’t you have come sooner?"
The moment Huang Feirong saw Lin Yu walk in, she was overjoyed.
Study time was the most boring part of her day.
Even though it had only been an hour, by the tenth minute, she’d already been counting the seconds until Lin Yu showed up.
After waiting forever, she’d finally dragged him in!
"Aunt Qimeng, Aunt Ruxue, I’m here."
"I got caught up chatting with my groupmates, so I’m a bit late."
"Rongrong-jie, if you don’t want to study, you can just say so. No need to use me as an excuse."
Lin Yu wasn’t fooled—he could read between the lines of Huang Feirong’s words.
Over the past couple of days,
he’d heard that Aunt Qimeng had been tutoring with great dedication. Sister Hong had even sent him a message,
thanking him for introducing such a "great teacher" and asking him to pass along a request for even stricter lessons.
That kind of feedback?
Of course Lin Yu would relay it!
It was a testament to Aunt Qimeng’s skills—
proof that the "parent" fully approved of her teaching.
"Xiao Yu, you’re here. Take a seat and wait for a bit."
"Rongrong’s session has about half an hour left. We’ll head out after that, alright?"
Huang Feirong’s face fell instantly at those words.
She quickly backpedaled:
"Qimeng-jie, don’t worry about me!"
"Aunt Ruxue came all this way—it’s rare for you two to go shopping together."
"I’ll be fine on my own. I’ll self-study!"
Aunt Qimeng poked Huang Feirong’s forehead, completely unfazed by her act.
"Let’s go over the approach to this question. I’ve explained it before—try solving it yourself."
Huang Feirong: "..."
Lin Yu, perfectly content, wandered over to Aunt Ruxue’s side.
The flower shop wasn’t big, and with two people studying,
it wouldn’t do to leave Aunt Ruxue alone, would it?
I wonder which personality Aunt Ruxue is showing right now?
...
(First update for today—two more chapters coming soon!)
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?"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
