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...
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
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d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
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.
