Leaving was a decision Long Aotian had carefully considered.
The illnesses plaguing his body and mind had gradually eroded the happiness that once belonged to him.
He needed to leave for a while—to sever these afflictions.
This temporary departure was for self-preservation. He didn’t want to die yet. The promise he made to that little girl remained unfulfilled, and there was still happiness of his own he hadn’t had the chance to savor.
When he returned, he would be whole again.
After packing his things, he kissed the little girl’s forehead one last time, reluctant to let go.
He then went to Li Qingxue’s room. Qingxue was a restless sleeper, always clinging to something.
He adjusted the air conditioner to a warmer setting and pulled the blanket over her stomach.
Gently, he brushed the strands of hair scattered across her face from sleep.
"Be happy," he murmured. "Right now, I can’t share in your joy. Every time I see you trying so hard to make me smile, it twists my heart."
"I know you want me to be happy. Even though you seem carefree, your heart is surprisingly delicate. Take care of yourself."
"You’re the one I worry about most… because you’re the most willful."
Silently, he stepped out of the room and sat on the living room sofa.
After a moment, he rose and left.
His departure was soundless.
He walked, pausing now and then, without a destination—just wanting to lose himself in the crowd...
...
That night, heart-wrenching sobs echoed through the courtyard house.
The cries were too painful, too helpless, too agonizing...
No one knew what had happened in that grand, seemingly perfect courtyard that evening.
Several days later, the gate of the courtyard opened.
Two young women stepped out.
The neighbors recognized them, yet there was an inexplicable strangeness about them now.
The gentle-natured girl seemed to have matured overnight. Her aura had completely transformed, carrying an indescribable strength.
The girl who was always smiling—her delicate face no longer held any trace of joy. Her cold eyes held a faint detachment.
At the recording of Happy Girl, a competition stage.
A girl with an icy elegance, her voice uniquely captivating, performed an original song in the finals.
Was it a happy song? Her smile was breathtaking, but as she sang, tears fell—like a discarded doll, evoking an ache in the chest.
The lyrics, laden with emotion, moved the audience and judges alike to tears.
That day, the champion was crowned—a newcomer named Lin Wanning.
She smiled. She looked happy. And yet, not quite.
...
Three years passed.
"Sister, the fruits are ripe." Her smile was radiant, her voice melodious. She had released several albums, rising like a dark horse with her distinct style.
"Sister’s busy. I’ll pick some and wash them for later." Her delicate face was exquisitely cold. Even with the faint smile in her eyes, they remained distant.
The weather was damp today, a cool breeze tousling her soft hair. Her mesmerizing eyes flickered over the fruits on the tree, momentarily lost in thought...
Her lips curved slightly, a mix of charm and wildness in her poise. "Be careful. Want hot pot later? I’ll allow a little drinking today."
Between two fruit trees, a table was set—hot pot ingredients, meats, condiments. Four sets of bowls and chopsticks.
"A toast to our three years. A toast to our graduation."
A glass of chilled beer, then another.
They were no longer the lightweight drinkers he used to tease.
"Now we’ll have more time to search. Where is he hiding? Will he blame us for taking so long to find him?"
"We’ll find him. I’ll beat him senseless when we do. That big jerk. Doesn’t he miss us at all?"
She picked up a fruit gracefully, her fingers slender and pale. A soft smile played on her lips, her eyes warm for once—a rare tranquility, as if the world slowed just for her.
Her eyes, over these three years, had grown deeper. Unrecognizably so.
Three years ago, they had tasted despair. Since then, each of them had changed drastically.
They never imagined that the person who had always been by their side was drowning in such pain and hopelessness.
And they hadn’t noticed a thing.
The doctor’s words still haunted them.
His condition was severe. His emotions were fading, his spirit withering.
He had clung to life by sheer will—because there were people he couldn’t bear to leave. He fought desperately to stay alive.
He told me he was exhausted. So very tired.
His will had shattered, and it was hard to piece it back together...
But the three of them refused to believe he would truly abandon them.
They would always trust him. So they never stopped searching. They would find him.
And he would come back.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell rang. In that instant, all three froze.
They rushed to the gate in uncharacteristic disarray.
The door swung open.
With a flick of his bangs, he presented three bouquets.
Three years. It had been three years since they last saw Long Aotian.
Ye Liangchen knew his chance had come.
He had matured over these years, growing more confident in himself.
Facing the three women—now even more alluring and beautiful—Ye Liangchen admitted his long-dormant heart stirred.
"Yuying, Qingxue, Wanning... I’m here."
The response was the door slamming shut, followed by a cold voice from the intercom:
"Your parents sold their house for you. If you have money for flowers, spend it on them instead."
"If we catch you on camera again, we’re calling the police."
Li Qingxue’s tone left no room for argument.
Ye Liangchen clenched his fists.
It all started three years ago—with that 100,000 yuan.
He had dreamed of starting a business.
If Hu Yuying and the others could build something in college, why couldn’t he?
With his rebirth advantage, success should’ve been effortless.
Hu Yuying’s achievements were thanks to his inspiration, he told himself. So he pushed forward—only to fail at every turn. In the end, his family home was sold.
Now, desperate, he came as their "savior," hoping to squeeze some money from them. Otherwise, he couldn’t face his family.
"Fine. You want to humiliate me? Don’t blame me for sabotaging your ventures. Remember—I used to know you well."
A vengeful glint flashed in his eyes. If he could take down Long Aotian, he could take them down too.
"Just you wait!"
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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.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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?
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
