Returning to the dormitory, Hu Yuying sat in the glass corridor between Building 6 and Building 12, quietly waiting.
Soon, she spotted Li Qingxue.
"Qingxue."
"What's up, Yuying?"
"This is for you." Hu Yuying handed over a delicious little cake.
Li Qingxue was pleasantly surprised and touched when she saw the cake in Hu Yuying's hand.
"Thank you," she said softly. She didn’t really need the cake, but the fact that Hu Yuying had bought it for her meant everything.
"Don’t mention it." Hu Yuying pulled Li Qingxue down to sit beside her on the bench in the corridor. "Back in the bay, you even made cookies for me."
"I was thinking of making you something tasty after coming to Capital City, but renting here is so expensive, and everything’s inconvenient. This cake is delicious, though. When I get the chance, I’ll make you something nice too."
Hu Yuying genuinely cherished Li Qingxue as a friend.
Before meeting Brother Long, she had no friends at all.
But after meeting him, she gained her first big brother, and along the way, Li Qingxue became her dear friend.
Life without friends and life with friends felt entirely different.
That was why she treasured this friendship so much.
"Mmm~ hug!" Li Qingxue scrunched her delicate nose and playfully demanded a hug.
Wrapped in Qingxue’s arms, Hu Yuying felt a different kind of happiness—distinct from the joy she felt when seeing Brother Long. "Try the cake," she said.
Li Qingxue had many friends, but among them, only Hu Yuying was like this.
"Okay, let’s share it." Li Qingxue laughed softly, her smile as infectious as ever.
The two sat in the corridor, savoring the cake while gazing at the night sky through the glass.
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Back in the dorm room, Hu Yuying kicked off her shoes and stared at her little feet, giggling to herself.
"Yuying, what’s got you so happy?" one of her roommates asked with a light chuckle.
"Do we even need to ask?" another chimed in, grinning.
"Yuying, is this about Xue Shaohua? Hmm?" Unable to resist the gossip, the three roommates exchanged glances, their faces lit with mischievous smiles.
Hearing her name paired with Xue Shaohua’s, Hu Yuying frowned slightly, confused. "What?"
Seeing her reaction, the roommates covered their mouths, stifling laughter. "Come on, don’t play dumb. Xue Shaohua asked us for your contact info today. Have you two been talking?"
Hu Yuying’s brows furrowed deeper. "No," she denied firmly.
She pulled out her phone and opened QQ, where a new friend request indeed waited. Ignoring it, she turned back to her roommates. "My happiness has nothing to do with Xue Shaohua. Please don’t make assumptions. There’s already someone in my heart."
The roommates froze for a moment before quickly apologizing.
They hadn’t known Hu Yuying already had feelings for someone. They’d only thought they were helping a potential suitor, playing wingwomen for their friend.
Now it was awkward—they’d given her contact to someone clearly interested in her, unaware she was already taken.
Hu Yuying shook her head gently. "It’s fine. You didn’t know. Just don’t do it again."
She wasn’t upset. They hadn’t known, and she trusted they wouldn’t have shared her info if they had.
Over time, she’d grown close to her roommates, though not as deeply as with Li Qingxue. That bond had formed back in their hometown, Bay City.
But now...
After hearing Hu Yuying’s confession, the roommates’ curiosity shifted entirely.
Gossip was in a girl’s nature.
"Yuying, the person you like… he’s not at our school, right? But you were so happy today—he must be in this city?"
"Did you meet up with him today?"
"And you were grinning like an idiot earlier—did you have a great time together?"
Hu Yuying’s cheeks flushed bright red. Happy?
Today had been the happiest day since she arrived in this city.
Brother Long’s back was so strong. Leaning against him had filled her with indescribable joy and security. She’d even hugged him—her heart raced so fast, she wondered if he’d noticed.
And she’d secretly hooked her pinky around his… he hadn’t realized, had he?
Lost in thought, Hu Yuying didn’t notice the dreamy, almost seductive expression on her face.
Her toes curled unconsciously.
A girl’s bashfulness was captivating, no matter who was watching.
The roommates exchanged glances, struck by how radiant Hu Yuying looked.
They also noticed her stealing glances at her own feet, giggling. A not-so-subtle idea popped into their heads.
"Yuying, did he play with your feet?"
"Eww~ so pervy… but kinda hot?"
"Wow, you guys are wild. I never expected this…"
Hu Yuying waved her hands frantically. "No! Stop making things up!"
Brother Long was a proper gentleman. He’d only checked her feet because she’d sprained her ankle—that was all!
Well… he might’ve examined them a little too thoroughly, including the uninjured foot…
She mentally defended Brother Long, but the more she tried, the less convincing it sounded. Maybe he wasn’t entirely proper…
Shaking her head, Hu Yuying scrambled into bed, pulling the summer quilt over herself. "It’s not what you think!"
Peeking out from under the covers, her face was still flushed. In her heart, Brother Long was the epitome of decency—no arguments allowed.
[Edits made; deletions shouldn’t affect readability. If they do, apologies in advance...]
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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."
