The following days passed with all the freshmen across various colleges and universities enduring the grueling ordeal of military training. Even Long Aotian, after these days, was so exhausted he could barely move.
Every day, Hu Yuying would share some amusing anecdotes with him. Today, as he looked at the photo she sent, he noticed someone new standing beside her. The sight of this person made Long Aotian chuckle.
Since that day, Li Qingxue had stopped actively sharing her daily fun with him. It seemed she was still a little upset.
"Yuying, who’s that ugly duckling next to you?"
The moment he sent the message, he was bombarded with a flurry of replies—all from Li Qingxue.
The gist of it could be summed up in one sentence: "How am I ugly? I’m pretty too, you know!"
"Oh, so you’ve finally decided to show up? I thought you’d quit QQ altogether."
The chat screen kept displaying [The other party is typing...], but before Li Qingxue’s response came through, Hu Yuying’s message arrived first: "Long-ge, stop teasing Qingxue. She’s about to lose it (sneaky laughing emoji)."
Just from the text Hu Yuying sent, Long Aotian could almost picture her struggling to hold back laughter while Li Qingxue sulked in frustration.
He decided to initiate a video call.
The other side picked up almost instantly.
The first thing he saw was Hu Yuying’s smiling face, her eyes brimming with mirth.
It had been days since they last met, but the military training hadn’t darkened her complexion. Instead, it had given her a certain unspoken air of spirited determination.
Military training was meant to temper one’s will and character, and it was clear Hu Yuying had excelled.
"Long-ge, you’ve gotten darker… and thinner," Hu Yuying remarked with a smile.
Compared to before training, Long Aotian had indeed tanned a bit and slimmed down, but overall, he seemed to have become even more handsome.
"Thinner? I can’t tell," Long Aotian mused. He ate a lot after training every day and hadn’t noticed any weight loss.
"You are. Your jawline’s sharper now," Hu Yuying insisted with certainty.
She had been secretly looking at his photos in her dorm every day, so she was absolutely sure.
Only someone who cared this much would notice even the slightest change.
"You better not get any darker, or you’ll turn into a lump of charcoal," Li Qingxue grumbled, suddenly appearing on-screen.
Seeing her, Long Aotian couldn’t help but wonder—do pretty girls just not get sunburned?
"Well, well, who do we have here? Your eyes are practically rolling into the back of your head."
At his teasing, Li Qingxue bit her lip lightly, shaking a tiny fist at him through the screen. But then she asked, "Are you… doing okay?"
Long Aotian knew exactly what she meant. He stretched his arms demonstratively. "Fit as a fiddle."
"Such a show-off," she huffed before disappearing from view again.
Judging by Hu Yuying’s gaze, she was still nearby.
"How have you been these days?"
"Pretty good, except it’s so hot sometimes," Hu Yuying admitted. She was the type to speak her mind only around Long Aotian.
"When we get a break, I’ll take you out for something delicious."
"Mhm." Hu Yuying nodded, though it wasn’t the food she was looking forward to—it was finally getting to see Long-ge again.
But instead of spending money eating out, she’d much rather cook for him herself.
Too bad she didn’t have the tools here, and renting in the capital was ridiculously expensive.
When Hu Yuying first arrived in the city, she’d planned to find a part-time job and rent a place—after all, if she worked odd hours, she didn’t want to disturb her roommates.
But after checking rental prices in the capital, she quickly abandoned the idea.
"What’s with that face? Not happy about me treating you to good food?" Long Aotian noticed her sudden sigh and found her utterly adorable.
"It’s nothing. I just miss cooking for you, Long-ge." Hu Yuying thought if he could eat her meals every day, he’d never lose weight.
Back during summer break, she’d even managed to make him gain a little…
"Once I’m rich, I’ll buy a big place here, and then you can cook for me every single day," Long Aotian joked.
"Pfft. If you actually buy a place here, I’ll come clean it for you every day," Li Qingxue’s voice chimed in through the call.
Property in the capital was insanely expensive—way beyond what a student could afford.
Renting? Sure, she could believe that. But buying? That was a stretch.
"So I’ll have a free live-in maid, huh?"
"Excuse me, not a maid—a domestic goddess, maybe." Li Qingxue shook her head. "Wait, no—you haven’t even bought a place yet! What domestic goddess?!"
She glanced at Hu Yuying, who was nodding earnestly, and nudged her shoulder. "You can’t possibly believe him, right?"
"Mhm." Hu Yuying nodded firmly. When it came to Long-ge, she trusted him unconditionally—because to her, he was truly amazing.
"See? Learn from Yuying. Have a little faith in me, will you?"
"Fine, fine. I’ll try to have some faith in you," Li Qingxue reappeared on-screen, her expression feigning annoyance, though the curve of her lips betrayed her amusement.
"Not convincing at all. Yuying’s the only one who really believes in me!"
He didn’t mean anything by it, but the words sent a faint tremor through Hu Yuying. A delicate blush crept onto her cheeks.
Did Long-ge just call her his Yuying?
Even if he hadn’t meant it that way, the thought alone made her heart flutter.
"You’re a grown man—why are you so hung up on this? Alright, fine, I do believe in you. Happy now?" Li Qingxue turned her head away with a huff.
It was just an ordinary video call, yet the warmth and joy between them had already surpassed mere friendship.
Hu Yuying knew it.
Li Qingxue knew it too.
But Long Aotian, tangled in the middle, remained oblivious.
He could give others advice because he understood everything—yet his inability to see his own place in the situation stemmed from that same understanding.
Sometimes, being too perceptive was its own curse.
A person shouldn’t be too selfless—sometimes, they needed to care for themselves too.
Not when they were already knee-deep in their own mess, yet still trying to comfort others.
Hu Yuying grasped a sliver of this, which was why she trusted Long Aotian without question. Wasn’t that, in itself, a form of love?
Li Qingxue understood a little as well, which was why she brought him joy. Wasn’t that her own way of caring?
Even Lin Wanning, who had only recently met him, was slowly trying to unravel the enigma of this boy—someone she couldn’t quite figure out, yet felt inexplicably safe around.
The truth was, those who understood everything were often the ones who suffered the most...
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
