Walking through the campus, Hu Yuying couldn't help but purse her lips and let out a soft chuckle every few steps. Her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled with pure happiness.
"Once we get further ahead, there'll be more people around... So he had to kiss me when it was less crowded, and even insisted I use my tongue. Ugh, Brother Long is so annoying..."
Though she complained, her face bloomed with joy.
Kissing Brother Long was an utterly delightful experience.
Every time their lips met, the entanglement of their tongues sent an unusual sensation coursing through her body.
It was a strange yet indescribable feeling—one that left her completely immersed, as if floating among the clouds.
"Hu Yuying."
Her mood had been radiant, but when she turned and saw who had called her, that brightness dimmed slightly.
Xue Shaohua sighed softly, tilting his head at a confident 45-degree angle before flicking his hair with practiced ease. A bitter smile played on his lips.
Having spent so much time with Ye Liangchen, if nothing else, he had learned one thing—when it came to style, Ye Liangchen was second to none at A University.
In this era of edgy, nonconformist fashion, flair symbolized freedom and nonchalance.
And that effortless hair flick? The perfect finishing touch.
Hand in his pocket, Xue Shaohua flicked his hair again and slowly approached Hu Yuying.
He didn’t speak—just fixed her with a wounded gaze.
Sometimes, words couldn’t convey emotions as deeply as a single look.
With melancholic eyes and another hair toss, he murmured, "Long time no see."
Hu Yuying frowned slightly and turned to leave.
She hadn’t forgotten Brother Long’s warning.
Brother Long had said Xue Shaohua wasn’t a good person and that she should stay away from him.
And so she would—obediently, just as Brother Long asked.
After all, he’d said the same about Ye Liangchen before, and the results spoke for themselves.
Seeing her cold reaction, Xue Shaohua finally understood why Ye Liangchen would often clutch his chest in exaggerated pain.
Because it really did hurt.
"Hu Yuying, you’re exceptional."
Hearing this, Hu Yuying did feel a flicker of emotion—not because of Xue Shaohua himself, but because Brother Long had once said the same thing to her.
Brother Long had also told her she was exceptional.
But was she really?
Noticing her hesitation, Xue Shaohua’s eyes lit up. He quickly caught up to her, his tone earnest.
"Hu Yuying, you truly are outstanding. And because of that, you deserve someone equally outstanding by your side."
His voice grew nervous as he straightened his clothes, then flashed a boyishly bright smile.
"I may not be perfect, but I’m certainly not lacking. Compared to someone who might hold you back, I think you’d be better off with a partner who can walk the path of success with you."
Hu Yuying sidestepped him. "Thanks, but my life isn’t your concern."
"And no one is holding me back. I’ve already found the person I want to spend my life with."
A tender smile touched her lips. "His name is Long Aotian—my boyfriend."
Before, when Brother Long hadn’t accepted her feelings, she couldn’t say this outright. She’d only hinted that her heart belonged to someone.
But now, she could proudly declare it to anyone: her boyfriend was Long Aotian, her greatest blessing.
The happiness on Hu Yuying’s face pierced Xue Shaohua’s heart like a blade.
Why couldn’t she see him? He was clearly superior to Long Aotian in every way!
What did Long Aotian have that he didn’t?
"From the moment you entered A University, there’s been a class divide between you and certain people. Your future isn’t meant for some small town."
"If he truly cared about you, he wouldn’t drag you down. He’d let you soar freely instead!"
"Hu Yuying, you’re still naive. You’re looking at things too narrowly. Can you honestly say you won’t regret this later?"
At that, Hu Yuying’s smile only deepened.
Yes, he was so foolish.
He had almost let her go, leaving the choice entirely in her hands.
Thankfully, she had stayed firm in her decision.
So her answer was simple: "No regrets."
He was more remarkable than anyone else—this rough-around-the-edges guy who called himself a simple man.
He was just... so incredible.
If she didn’t work hard, she might not even deserve him.
"Thank you," Hu Yuying suddenly said, turning to Xue Shaohua with a smile.
Xue Shaohua blinked, stunned. When she’d said "no regrets," his heart had ached unbearably.
But now she was thanking him?
Flustered, he scratched his head like an awkward schoolboy and grinned sheepishly. "Wh-what for?"
"For helping me realize just how wonderful Brother Long is."
"Xue Shaohua, let me make this clear: he’s the man I’ve chosen. Even if he weren’t in the picture, it still wouldn’t be you. So please, stop trying so hard to impress me. I have a boyfriend—his name is Long Aotian."
The moment the words left her lips, a weight lifted from her shoulders.
This time, she’d made herself perfectly clear.
Her steps felt lighter as she happily made her way back to the dorm.
Distributing the treats she’d brought to her three roommates, she announced proudly,
"My boyfriend asked me to pass these along—said to take good care of his little girl."
The dorm instantly buzzed with excitement.
The gifts weren’t expensive, but the gesture warmed their hearts, effortlessly strengthening their bond.
"Your boyfriend is amazing."
"Got a photo of him? Let us see!"
"Okay, fine, I admit it—your boyfriend’s won me over. I’ll be extra nice to you from now on..."
Hearing them praise Brother Long, Hu Yuying nodded emphatically. "Yes, Brother Long is the best."
The innocent girl wanted the whole world to know—her man was truly, truly wonderful.
......
Stepping out of the dorm, she spotted a familiar figure sitting on the hallway bench.
Li Qingxue hurried over. "Oh, so you do remember me? I was starting to think you’d forgotten I existed."
Hu Yuying giggled softly and took Li Qingxue’s hand affectionately. "Don’t be silly. How could I ever forget you?"
Pure friendship could sometimes be even more enviable than love.
"Ta-da!" Hu Yuying pulled out a box of cake, desserts, and milk tea. "Brother Long asked me to bring these for you."
"Hmph! Fine, I’ll forgive him for monopolizing you all this time!"
The envy in Li Qingxue’s eyes was hidden beneath a bright smile...
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?
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
