Back in the dormitory, Li Qingxue sat quietly on her bed.
Her mind was filled with the photos on Ye Liangchen’s phone.
She took out her own phone and stared at the chat window between Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning. Her fingers hesitated for a moment before she finally decided to turn off the phone.
She tossed it onto the bedside table and refused to look at it.
Her thoughts were a mess; she didn’t know what to do.
She was too familiar with Long Aotian to believe he could be that kind of person.
She also didn’t dare tell Hu Yuying and Lin Wanning, fearing this matter might become a fuse that would blow everything up and turn the current situation into a complete disaster.
After much thought, she decided to confront Long Aotian tomorrow and demand an explanation about the photos.
He couldn’t betray Hu Yuying, and she certainly couldn’t believe that the person she liked would behave like that.
With that thought, Li Qingxue slowly exhaled.
No matter what, this matter couldn’t be revealed to Hu Yuying for now. Hu Yuying liked Long Aotian so much; Li Qingxue could already imagine how heartbroken she would be if she found out.
At the same time, she felt a bit angry at Long Aotian for being so disappointing.
What was so special about that girl?
Just judging by looks alone, wasn’t she and Wanning way better than her?
Even if he had to find someone, it should be someone like her or Wanning, right?
Her thoughts suddenly spiraled to this point, and Li Qingxue quickly shook her head. “Damn it, what am I even thinking about?”
“Long Aotian, you better give me an explanation, or else—hmph—I’ll scold you to death!”
She said indignantly, kicked off her shoes, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
If she remembered correctly, tomorrow was Friday, and after University T’s special course, there were no more classes.
She planned to have a friend sign in for her in the afternoon so she could properly question Long Aotian.
Li Qingxue had a bit of a need to share, but maybe because of what was on her mind, she tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep.
As a result, she woke up the next day feeling noticeably off.
After washing up, she left the dorm and walked toward the cafeteria.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of someone running up behind her.
The next moment, she was wrapped in a soft embrace.
Looking up, she saw Hu Yuying’s happy face and quickly turned her head away.
“Qingxue, what’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well last night?”
Hearing Hu Yuying’s concerned voice, Li Qingxue sighed quietly in her heart. But it was okay—she still had herself.
Thinking this, Li Qingxue forced a smile. “It’s nothing, just didn’t rest well last night.”
Seeing Li Qingxue smile, Hu Yuying affectionately pinched her cheek. “I just like seeing you happy.”
She babbled on, her small hands growing a little mischievous as she gently pinched Li Qingxue’s slender waist. “You don’t even know how bored I’ve been since you stopped staying in the dorm. Tomorrow, come take a bath with me. It’s been so long since we bathed together.”
“All right, I’ll do whatever you want.” Recently, all her heart was focused on Long Aotian; it had been a long time since she had gone to bathe with her best friends.
After they parted ways,
Maybe because of what was on her mind, time seemed to drag slowly today.
Finally, it was three o’clock in the afternoon. Li Qingxue greeted softly and quietly slipped away from University A.
She grabbed a small bike and headed toward University T.
It had been a long time since she last rode a bike, and suddenly, it felt strangely refreshing.
She rode happily all the way.
Only when she was nearing University T did she suddenly remember the real reason she came today, and her expression immediately turned serious.
She returned the bike to the designated area and then strode toward University T with a somewhat annoyed look.
Passing by the Music Academy, she caught sight of a familiar silhouette. Instinctively, she wanted to call out to Lin Wanning.
But she stopped herself forcefully. She had come for something important today, something better kept from too many people.
So she didn’t call out to Lin Wanning.
Instead, she followed behind her. Li Qingxue thought Lin Wanning was just out to buy something, but she didn’t expect her destination to be University T as well.
Could it be that she was here to find Long Aotian too?
After a moment of hesitation, Li Qingxue decided to tell Lin Wanning about the photos Ye Liangchen showed her yesterday.
She trusted that Lin Wanning would keep it a secret and that together they could unite and demand an explanation from Long Aotian.
Feeling this was a good plan, Li Qingxue approached Lin Wanning.
“Brother.” Suddenly, Lin Wanning called out joyfully, and Li Qingxue saw her throw herself straight into Long Aotian’s arms.
Clear eyes shimmering with a hint of foolishness, Li Qingxue rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked again.
At that moment, she felt utterly stunned—confused and bewildered.
Her steps toward Lin Wanning came to an abrupt halt.
Only after Long Aotian and Lin Wanning left did Li Qingxue come to her senses and instinctively followed them.
She felt that everything her mind had processed these past two days was hard to accept.
Walking along the road,
Long Aotian was somewhat silent, while Lin Wanning was cheerful, constantly sharing amusing stories she had encountered.
Noticing her brother’s silence, she cautiously asked, “Brother, what’s wrong?”
Hearing this, Long Aotian stopped and looked at Lin Wanning beside him.
“I feel that things can’t continue like this.”
Lin Wanning was momentarily stunned, then pursed her lips and turned to look at him.
“I realize I can’t keep this from Aying, and it’s unfair to you as well.”
Looking at the man before her, she asked, “Are you happy when you’re with me?”
Happy? He was. Because with Wanning’s quirky antics, he experienced a kind of happiness he had never felt before—something he’d never known when he was with Aying.
“I’m not affecting you or them. If you really mind, brother, then can we just be together on Wednesdays?”
“I don’t ask for much, and I’ll work hard to bring you even more happiness.”
Hearing the humble tremble in Lin Wanning’s voice, Long Aotian took her hand proactively.
“I can’t let go of little Aying, yet I can’t help but develop feelings for you.”
Once or twice, those intimate moments—even between strangers—could stir unusual emotions toward each other.
Not to mention someone like Lin Wanning, who had laid her heart bare right in front of herself—how could she not be moved, not develop feelings in return...
“I see the joy on that little girl's face, and I realize I can't keep hiding the truth from her anymore. Nor can I keep you in the dark like this.”
“I’m so torn...”
“Sometimes I wish you were a little less good, that your sense of morality wasn’t so strong. Maybe then you wouldn’t be so conflicted.” Lin Wanning let out a soft laugh. Hearing from her brother that he already liked her—that made her happy.
“I truly cherish the moments I spend with my brother, and I will always respect him.”
“I don’t even know how to explain this to Aying right now,” Long Aotian said with a self-deprecating smile. But the thought of continuing to keep things from Aying was unbearable for him.
Lin Wanning stood on her tiptoes and gently kissed the corner of Long Aotian’s lips, softly placing his hand over her heart. “Wanning won’t make things difficult for you. If you’ve made up your mind, then let me be the one to speak.”
“At the root of all this... it’s because of Wanning...”
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
