"Sorry, Lin, for making you wait."
"I was just... mopping the floor!"
Fang Xinran stood to one side of the doorway, making space to welcome Lin Yu inside.
With the opening of the door, a wave of humid, steamy air washed over him.
If Gou Feng had been present, he might have been able to identify what brand of shampoo and body wash Senior Fang used!
Did she take a shower just for this?
Her hair had been blow-dried, but wasn't completely dry yet.
The strands still showed obvious dampness.
One could only say...
Senior Fang's hair quality was truly excellent!
What caught Lin Yu's attention even more was Senior Fang's outfit...
A beige nightgown printed with letter patterns.
Apart from that,
just a pair of white slippers.
Nothing else was worn.
There might be something underneath, but at least it wasn't visible yet.
Of course,
that might change later.
Senior Fang was just standing at the door, not having said anything particularly suggestive.
Yet, the feeling she gave Lin Yu was as if she had said a great deal.
Lin Yu raised the beer and snacks he had bought, saying,
"I came over in a bit of a hurry, couldn't buy too much stuff."
"Senior Fang, I hope you don't find it too shabby!"
As he spoke, Lin Yu stepped into Fang Xinran's bedroom.
The last time he came, carrying Tang Yimian on his back, he hadn't carefully observed the room's interior.
He only remembered there were many things, tidy yet somewhat cluttered.
This time,
that previous feeling was completely gone. He wondered if it was because she was moving out and had already packed everything up.
Overall, it looked very neat and orderly.
Fang Xinran closed the door, stood there thinking for a moment.
Finally,
she silently turned the lock.
This subtle action naturally didn't escape Lin Yu's notice.
Seeing this, Lin Yu felt completely at ease.
At the very least,
it indicated that Senior Fang was mentally prepared; it wasn't Lin Yu forcing the issue!
After all,
if this sort of thing was just a one-sided wish, Lin Yu wouldn't be so keen either.
In terms of respect, he had to give it to every fellow practitioner.
Seeing Lin Yu standing awkwardly in the room,
Fang Xinran quickly went to the small table and arranged the two chairs.
Lin Yu noticed that Fang Xinran hadn't come unprepared.
On the table were a fruit platter, a nut platter, and two boxes of fried chicken nuggets.
Clearly,
after receiving Lin Yu's call, she had also done quite a bit of preparation.
In such a short time, preparing snacks for drinks, taking a shower, and tidying the room...
Who could manage such speed?
She really went through a lot, Senior Fang!
"Xiao Yu, please sit, no need to be so... restrained."
Fang Xinran clenched her hands tightly in front of her.
Telling Lin Yu not to be restrained, yet she herself appeared even more nervous than him.
One really wonders who should be the relaxed one.
Anyway, the door was locked now, no way to run.
No need to worry about being disturbed by others either.
For the remaining time, all they needed was to be patient and slowly enjoy themselves.
After Lin Yu sat down, he took out the cans of beer one by one.
Looking at Fang Xinran standing by the table, he couldn't help but ask,
"Xinran, am I the only one sitting?"
Fang Xinran snapped back to attention and hurriedly said,
"Oh, no, I was just... I was thinking... what was I going to do..."
As she spoke, Fang Xinran paced back and forth in front of the table.
Perhaps being just the two of them made her even more nervous.
Lin Yu understood this feeling very well.
Which of the previous fellow practitioners hadn't gone through this?
One could only say, you get used to it.
Seeing that Fang Xinran couldn't remember after a long while,
Lin Yu looked at the fruit platter on the table and tried to prompt her:
"Do you think we need something else for drinking? Glasses?"
Fang Xinran shook her head, saying,
"Not glasses... although glasses probably need to be fetched too!"
"Let me go get the glasses first!"
After saying that,
Fang Xinran quickly ran off and returned with two glasses.
When she came back to the table, her blank mind had finally recalled something.
"Right, I remembered..."
"The TV!"
"Wouldn't it be a bit boring if we just drink like this?"
"How about we watch TV while we drink?"
Fang Xinran grabbed the TV remote and looked at Lin Yu expectantly, waiting for his answer.
For such a trivial matter, Lin Yu didn't mind at all.
He said, not wanting to spoil the mood:
"No problem, watching TV is fine."
After all, he wasn't the one who needed a distraction.
It seemed Fang Xinran's own mental barrier still needed alcohol to overcome.
It was completely understandable to feel uneasy while still sober.
Before coming, Lin Yu had mentally prepared himself.
As the one seeing her off, today, no matter what strange requests Fang Xinran had, Lin Yu would try his best to fulfill them.
After Fang Xinran turned on the TV, she randomly selected an on-demand channel.
"It seems to be playing a series, this show... have you seen it, Xiao Yu?"
Lin Yu stared at the TV in shock: "!!!"
He hadn't seen the series that was playing.
But his shock wasn't about that.
Rather...
An on-demand channel?
This TV station is still alive?
Sure, copyright awareness wasn't that high in 2014, but it was starting to develop!
It actually managed to survive until now, quite the longevity!
Lin Yu shook his head and said:
"Haven't seen it, anything is fine."
Fang Xinran put down the remote and sat down at the table:
"This is our local Pingchuan station, seems like it's been around for many years."
"You can request anything to watch, you can even do it online now!"
"I heard before, you might have had to call a phone number, I never tried it myself, not sure if that's just a rumor."
Lin Yu promptly provided firsthand confirmation:
"Definitely not a rumor! You did have to call before."
"I called once when I was a kid!"
"Can't believe it's still alive in the 2010s?"
Fang Xinran didn't quite grasp the main point of Lin Yu's words and continued joking:
"Really? Your memory is so good, Xiao Yu, remembering things from childhood."
Lin Yu smiled without speaking.
He didn't continue down that line with Fang Xinran.
It wasn't that his memory was particularly good; it was all thanks to...
The rod in a loving mother's hand, swung upon a disobedient son's body!
Back in the day, not knowing any better, he made one phone call and earned himself a severe beating from his mom!
To this day, Lin Yu still didn't know exactly how much it cost to request a program from an on-demand TV station.
He could only roughly judge from the intensity of his mom's beating...
It must have been ridiculously expensive!
Fang Xinran picked up her phone and kept sending messages on a public account.
Speaking of which,
public accounts are truly a relic of their era.
In 2014, they were still essential accounts for traditional media transitioning online, and TV stations were no exception.
"Xiao Yu, how about requesting a movie?"
Fang Xinran pulled her chair closer, letting Lin Yu see the phone screen too.
Lin Yu looked and pointed with a smile:
"This one, it fits the theme of our night perfectly... The Banquet!"
...
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...
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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?"
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?"
