It had only been two days since his rebirth.
Lin Yu was already feeling the exhaustion of an ancient emperor.
Damn, reviewing these "memorials" one by one is seriously time-consuming!
After dealing with He Jing,
The red notification dots on WeChat still numbered several.
The person who took the longest to reply to wasn't He Jing, but Aunt Qimeng!
「Aunt Qimeng: Little Yu, I’m really grateful for you today. When you stood up like that, you truly seemed like an adult. I remember you...」
「Aunt Qimeng: Little Yu, I’m so happy you managed to earn so much money on your own. In society...」
「Aunt Qimeng: Little Yu, it feels like it’s been ages since we’ve talked this much. I hope that even with your newfound wealth, you won’t refuse the care I should give you...」
Though Aunt Qimeng’s chat window only showed "3" messages,
Those three messages could easily pass for a thousand-word essay.
Lin Yu read them carefully, savoring every word.
The core themes of the three messages boiled down to:
First, reflecting on the past;
Second, focusing on the present;
Third, looking toward the future.
After deciphering the underlying meaning, Lin Yu responded with lightning-fast typing, composing a mini-essay of his own.
The gist:
In the past, I was immature. Now, I appreciate your kindness. In the future, I’ll be the one taking care of you.
The tone and tense he used were eerily similar to someone trying to win back an ex-girlfriend they had amazing chemistry with.
Not long after...
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Your warm words acted like a miraculous remedy, filling the acting sect leader’s heart with longing!]
[Reward: 20 Spirit Stones.]
The remaining messages were much easier to handle.
Ying’er sent the location and private room number of the restaurant the cat had chosen.
The reservation was for 6 PM.
Ying’er thoughtfully mentioned she had booked the adjacent private room to ensure they could communicate remotely in real time.
Lin Yu replied briefly, mapping out tomorrow’s schedule.
Dinner at 6 PM.
Then, a trip to Ghost Market Street around 9:30 PM.
Without alcohol, three and a half hours would be more than enough.
Next were the messages from the fishnet-clad nurse, Xia Yiwei.
「Xia Yiwei: Little Master, really no time at all?」
「Xia Yiwei: Not even for a quick meal?」
「Xia Yiwei: You kiss and run, huh?」
Lin Yu decided to leave the nurse’s messages on read for now.
He’d been so irritated with her in the morning that he’d retaliated with that long, drawn-out kiss.
If he replied now, she’d probably never let it go.
Lin Yu had no interest in getting dragged into a fight with her older sister.
Why would a decent guy like him want to make enemies with some tough older sister?
...
Every day was just so packed.
Busy, but happy.
This vibrant, colorful life had Lin Yu eagerly looking forward to tomorrow.
Of course, the day wasn’t over yet.
Back in his apartment, another important person was waiting for him—his online girlfriend!
「Lin Yu: (Photo of a bag of medicine)」
「Lin Yu: Just thinking about having to take all these meds makes me miserable (crying face) (crying face) (crying face)」
Almost instantly, his little girlfriend replied.
「Chen Meng Tingyu: Hubby (hug)」
「Chen Meng Tingyu: You went out to buy medicine this late?」
Lin Yu: "..."
Who do you think got these meds for me?
This was Chi Qingshui, playing God and deliberately setting him up!
If Lin Yu said he bought them himself, wouldn’t that be a lie?
If he said his roommate got them for him, would she start a cold war over it?
If he dodged the question, wouldn’t that make him seem even more suspicious?
When a question has three or more possible answers, and each comes with consequences...
The best solution is to return to the foundation of any relationship: honesty!
「Lin Yu: A female friend happened to be at the pharmacy and picked them up for me.」
「Lin Yu: I already sent her a thank-you red packet.」
「Lin Yu: (Cute sticker)」
「Lin Yu: Just so you know, I’m in high demand. Better step up your game.」
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! Sincere words resonate deepest, a rare and precious quality between cultivation partners!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones.]
Hearing the system’s notification,
He had to admit—
It gave him a tiny sense of accomplishment!
「Chen Meng Tingyu: (Hmph) (Hmph)」
「Chen Meng Tingyu: There’s a narcissist in my phone!」
「Chen Meng Tingyu: Take your meds and get better, and also...」
「Chen Meng Tingyu: Don’t even think about cheating (knife) (knife) (knife)」
「Lin Yu: Yes, ma’am.」
「Lin Yu: Here’s a lullaby for you tonight~」
「Lin Yu: QQ Music—"If Love is Forgotten"—Qi Wei (play button)」
「Chen Meng Tingyu: Thanks, hubby. Let’s fall asleep listening together (hug)」
「Lin Yu: Let’s sleep together (hug) (hug) (hug)」
...
In the twins’ bedroom.
A bunk bed.
Chi Qingshui, wearing light blue pajamas, sat on the top bunk, leaning against the wall, obediently putting on her earphones.
"Some words were never said in time~"
"There’s always that one person, a scar on the heart~"
"..."
Chi Qingshui switched WeChat accounts.
Staring at the red packet Lin Yu had sent, she agonized over whether to accept it.
If she didn’t, wouldn’t Lin Yu misunderstand?
If she did, would he think she was petty?
Misunderstanding or dislike...
Torn, she didn’t know what to choose.
Juggling two identities was so hard!
Lin Yu’s so-called lullaby—
Why did it make her feel worse the more she listened? Why did her heart grow more tangled?
"If love is forgotten, tears refuse to fall~"
"Let those happy moments reach her in my stead~"
"If love is understood, the price of promises~"
"What you couldn’t give me, give to her instead~"
"..."
As the song played, Chi Qingshui instinctively hugged her knees, burying her face in them.
Her heart was a whirlwind of emotions.
Just as she was lost in melancholy,
A small head slowly peeked up from the lower bunk, lips pouting sadly:
"Big sis..."
Chi Qingshui lifted her head:
"Qingchi, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you asleep?"
Chi Qingchi murmured gloomily:
"I don’t know why, but suddenly I feel so sad inside."
Chi Qingshui: "..."
Twin telepathy?
The sisters did occasionally share these strange, inexplicable sensations.
Chi Qingchi continued weakly:
"Big sis..."
"Can I come up and sleep with you tonight?"
Chi Qingshui looked at her sister’s pleading eyes and tugged her pillow to the side:
"Fine, come up. Sleep on the inside."
"I don’t want to fish you off the floor in the middle of the night."
Chi Qingchi’s head immediately ducked back down to grab her pillow,
Cheerfully chanting:
"Big sis is the best!"
...
A quiet summer night.
In the apartment,
Some had returned, while others were still out.
Some slept soundly, while others dreamed.
That night,
The little artist Ye Mengfu had a strange dream...
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
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?
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.
