Seeing that both of them were looking at him, he naturally didn't know what Long Aotian and Hu Yuying were thinking, and simply assumed they still didn't believe him.
So, he took out a photo album from his backpack.
Because it felt so familiar in his memory, he quickly found the corresponding photos.
"Take a look," he said.
The people in the photos appeared to be around the same age as the two of them.
The boy had a sunny smile, and the girl looked sweet and shy.
In the photo, their eyes were fixed on each other, filled with tenderness and love.
The second photo showed the two of them embracing sweetly.
The happiness and joy on their faces were so vivid that even just looking at the photo could move someone deeply.
In the background of these two photos,
a bluestone brick stood out prominently.
[Student Chen, I love you.]
[Student Su, I love you too.]
Looking at these two photos, Hu Yuying couldn't help but instinctively compare them to the two photos she held in her hand.
A faint smile curved her lips, sweet and gentle.
She still thought that she and Long Aotian looked better in their photos.
Although [Student Chen and Student Su also looked lovely], Hu Yuying just felt that she and Long Aotian looked even better.
"Long Aotian, can I have these photos?" Hu Yuying asked softly.
She really, really, really liked these two photos.
"If you like them, take them," Long Aotian said after glancing at the photos.
That old guy, gotta admit, he took pretty good photos.
"Thank you," Hu Yuying said happily, clutching the photos to her chest.
"Such a silly smile."
Hu Yuying turned her back to Long Aotian. "It's not silly, I'm just happy."
......
When Hu Yuying returned home,
she immediately and carefully tucked the photos into one of her books.
But not long after, she took them out again.
Looking at the photos of herself and Long Aotian, Hu Yuying couldn't help but study Long Aotian's expression in the photo.
Especially since their hands were intertwined in the photo, she lightly touched her little finger, her heartbeat quickening, her breathing becoming faster, and her cheeks gradually warming up.
After a long while, this pure and kind-hearted girl finally realized that this was what it felt like to have a crush, and she also came to understand that even someone like her could feel this way...
At that moment, she simply felt an overwhelming sense of joy, her lips curling into an uncontrollable smile, and her heart seemed to overflow with sweetness, like honey.
But suddenly, she remembered the words Long Aotian had said to her, and the smile in Hu Yuying's eyes gradually dimmed.
"We're all moving in the same unchanging direction..."
"And I still owe you a set of clothes. You said you'd chase me to the ends of the earth to punch me."
Taking a deep breath, Hu Yuying took out her phone and snapped a picture of the photo.
It was a bit blurry; compared to the actual photo, the image taken by her smartphone was still somewhat unclear.
She carefully put the photo away, as if it were truly precious to her.
From under her bed, she pulled out a metal box.
Opening it, she found the money she had saved over the years.
There were both small bills and coins.
From the very beginning, Hu Yuying had known her goal, and she had been working hard toward it without ever slacking off.
Though there had been moments of brief confusion,
Long Aotian's words had ultimately made her even more determined.
This was the result of her years of hard work, and it also carried the expectations of her grandparents and Long Aotian.
"After the college entrance exams, I'll have more time to work part-time and save up for tuition," she said.
With that, she placed the book containing the photos into the metal box.
She forgot about cooking, sitting alone in her room, in this small courtyard, occasionally glancing at the photo on her phone, occasionally playing with her bunny plushie...
At least for this moment, loneliness stayed away from her...
......
Long Aotian, lying on his bed lost in thought, felt his phone vibrate.
Hu Yuying: [Photo X2]
"Silly girl!" Long Aotian chuckled, looking closely at the photos Hu Yuying had sent. Unconsciously, a smile spread across his face.
He saved the photos.
Then he replied: [Have you eaten yet?]
[Not yet, I'm not hungry.]
Actually, that wasn't true. It was just that with Long Aotian not around, she didn't know what to cook, so she decided to make do with whatever was available.
It had been like this before, so it was fine.
[Eat something. You're already so light and thin; I'm afraid a gust of wind might really blow you away.]
The last time he had pulled Hu Yuying at school, she had felt so light.
[If I get blown away, I'll just find my way back. I'm not scared.]
[You're quite something, huh.]
Reading this message, Hu Yuying hugged her phone and lay back on the bed. "That's because I have a really amazing big brother."
She rolled over once, then switched to her photo album and browsed for a while. As time passed, it was already bedtime, but Hu Yuying felt no sleepiness at all.
Similarly, Long Aotian was also wide awake.
He was thinking about what Li Qingxue had said earlier that day, as well as Hu Yuying's little actions.
Hu Yuying was indeed very good to him. Around her, he never had to worry about anything; she always took care of everything so well.
She—was really good, truly, truly good, so gentle, so kind...
......
On Sunday afternoon, they returned to school.
As soon as they entered the classroom, Long Aotian sent Hu Yuying away.
By now, Hu Yuying had already integrated well into the group.
Long Aotian no longer had to worry about her.
Taking a deep breath, he also began his own journey of self-improvement.
Meanwhile, Hu Yuying, standing amidst the small group, couldn't take her eyes off Long Aotian, who sat alone at the very back of the classroom.
Finally, when the first self-study session ended,
Hu Yuying was about to say something, but Long Aotian stood up and walked out of the classroom.
By the time Long Aotian returned, the bell for the next class had already rung.
"Long Aotian, did I do something wrong?" Hu Yuying asked softly.
"Why would you say that?" Long Aotian looked at Hu Yuying, amused.
In truth, Hu Yuying didn't know why she had said that, but she could sense that Long Aotian was different now.
Before, Long Aotian had always been playful, treating her like a child and teasing her.
He liked seeing her get angry or happy, and she wasn't stupid—she could feel it.
But ever since Saturday, Long Aotian had stopped teasing her.
He had become more serious, like an adult.
She couldn't quite describe how she felt, but it wasn't a good feeling.
So, she mustered her courage and shamelessly asked Long Aotian.
"You're fine. Don't be so silly, always taking responsibility for everything. I'm really worried you might get taken advantage of someday," Long Aotian said, gently tapping Hu Yuying on the head and then ruffling her hair.

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”