[Lin Ran: Alright, but we can't keep going like this. I'm planning to tell Luo Yao about you. Hmm... Actually, I'm not entirely sure how to introduce you to her.]
If Lin Ran didn’t explain Little Black to Luo Yao, he was afraid that one day, Little Black might really end up being "swiftly dealt with" by Luo Yao.
[Little Black: Ugh! Whatever, go ahead and tell her if you want. I’m exhausted anyway. Just end me already.]
The crimson in Luo Yao’s eyes gradually faded. "A-Ran, did I do something wrong?"
Lin Ran (?.?)
What do you think?
"No, everything you do is adorable in my eyes."
[Little Black: Can you stop pretending for one damn second?]
[Little Black: So I’m just a prop in your little play?]
[Little Black: Are you even gonna answer me? Do I even count as a living being?]
[Little Black: Screw you.]
Lin Ran couldn’t take it anymore. [Didn’t you say you were going to rest?]
[Little Black: Answer me—am I just some worthless life to you?]
[Lin Ran: No, you’re one of the most important friends I have, aside from Luo Yao.]
[Little Black: At least you’ve got a shred of conscience left. Don’t forget to pick me up tomorrow morning. I’ll be waiting here, and bring me breakfast. Then again, you could always just not come. It’s not like I matter anyway.]
Such a tsundere, that Little Black.
[Lin Ran: Got it, got it. Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?]
[Little Black: Go with you? Do I look like some deranged cat to you? I was already terrified enough hiding in your backpack earlier. Now that I’m finally safe, only an idiot would go back. A capable cat like me knows when to call it quits—wherever I get hurt, that’s where I’ll sleep. See ya later, loser.]
[Lin Ran: Fine.]
[Little Black: Remember, don’t alter anyone’s fate. The adjustments I made to your and Luo Yao’s paths are already pushing the limits of my abilities. If you change too much, the consequences could be unbearable.]
With that, Little Black found a cozy spot under the bridge’s ledge and settled down.
For a cat, this place was perfect—shady during the day, sheltered from the wind at night, neither too hot nor too cold.
Lin Ran met Luo Yao’s burning gaze. There was so much he wanted to say to her.
"Yao Yao, take me home."
The word "home" struck a chord in Luo Yao. Her eyes softened with affection.
"Okay."
Soon, Lin Ran returned to the "long-lost" manor. It really did feel like coming home.
Uncle Fu was stunned to see a young man with Luo Yao. He knew she despised men and would never let one get close to her.
Upon closer inspection, wasn’t this the very boy the young mistress had been searching for?
"Welcome, Young Master Lin." Uncle Fu greeted him politely. He’d memorized Lin Ran’s file long ago, though the lack of photos had left him unsure of his appearance.
But just that morning, pictures of Lin Ran had flooded the staff group chat. He’d seen them.
Lin Ran smiled at the sight of a three-years-younger Uncle Fu, but he quickly bit back whatever he was about to say.
Best not to change anything. If Uncle Fu found out the woman he loved was now at the Lin family’s estate, who knew if he’d believe it?
And if he did, would he go looking for Granny Wang? Would that count as altering someone’s fate?
Would that push Little Black over the edge?
What if the poor cat worked itself to death? Wouldn’t that be on him?
Luo Yao’s icy aura was even more intense than it would be three years later, devoid of any warmth. "Everyone, leave."
The familiar chill sent a wave of nostalgia through Lin Ran. This was Luo Yao’s signature presence.
Ever since they’d fully committed to each other, he’d rarely felt this kind of bone-deep coldness from her.
The staff quickly dispersed, leaving only Luo Yao and Lin Ran in the villa.
"A-Ran, I sent them all away. If you don’t like them, I can just get rid of them."
Lin Ran hurriedly stopped her. "That won’t be necessary."
"Okay. I’ll listen to A-Ran."
Uncle Fu, remember—you owe me your life.
And to all you servants, I’m your savior. If you’ve got any gratitude, take good care of my wife.
Lin Ran noticed Luo Yao’s intense stare and felt a pang of emotion.
So, even three years ago, she’d looked at him like this. He just hadn’t noticed.
To Lin Ran, that gaze was predatory—full of possessiveness.
"A-Ran, long time no see." After a moment, Luo Yao suddenly spoke those words. Lin Ran understood exactly what she meant.
"Long time no see."
This greeting, spanning the years of their childhood, had finally been answered.
Their breathing grew heavier. Lin Ran sensed something was off.
This version of Luo Yao, though not exactly young, had never been intimate with him—or any man, for that matter. She didn’t quite know what to do.
All she knew was that she desperately wanted to pluck out Lin Ran’s eyes and keep them by her side, so she could admire them day and night.
Lin Ran swallowed hard and changed the subject.
"Yao Yao, are you hungry? Let me make you dinner."
Luo Yao’s eyes lit up. She had an aversion to food, but she still remembered the "takeout" Lin Ran had brought her as a child—the best meal she’d ever had.
"Okay."
Half an hour later, a lavish Chinese-style dinner was served. Lin Ran picked up his chopsticks and began feeding her himself.
Luo Yao hesitated for a second before opening her mouth.
"Om nom nom (chew chew chew)."
Watching her like this, Lin Ran thought, "She’s always been this adorable."
Luo Yao’s inner monologue: So tasty, so delicious, so happy.
Happiness breeds desire. She longed for Lin Ran to keep feeding her like this forever.
"Will A-Ran always feed me like this?"
Lin Ran’s hand paused. "A-Ran will always feed you. But the A-Ran who’s lost his memories won’t. Yao Yao, you’ll have to wait a little longer. Can you do that?"
Luo Yao nodded. "As long as my A-Ran comes back to me one day, I’ll wait forever."
Lin Ran didn’t want to dwell on unhappy topics with this version of Luo Yao. He just wanted her to enjoy the moment.
He continued feeding her. "Yao Yao, after dinner, let’s go relax in the sky garden."
That place would become their favorite spot in the future.
Luo Yao blinked. "How did you know there’s a sky garden here?"
Lin Ran smiled fondly. "In the future, we’ll do it there a lot."
Luo Yao assumed he’d misspoken and mentally corrected it to "do many things there."
"Okay."
After the syrupy-sweet dinner, the two made their way to the sky garden, lying down in a place that felt both familiar and strange.
Lin Ran wanted to share his warmth with Luo Yao.
He knew her too well—knew that the next three years would be agonizing for her. But there was nothing he could do to change that.
Trying to divert her focus elsewhere was impossible.
Gazing at Luo Yao beside him, Lin Ran reached out and gently pulled her into his arms.
Luo Yao shuddered.
This embrace—she’d waited so, so long for it.
So warm. So comforting.
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】
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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...
