After a while, the two finally separated.
Ji Mengyao's cheeks were flushed, but she forced herself not to turn away, continuing to stare at Wu Di.
She stared until he began to feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Fortunately, he maintained his poker face without showing any expression. It was impossible for him to blush, and this was one of those rare times he was grateful for his expressionless face.
Seeing Ji Mengyao looking at him with a mix of shyness and slight annoyance, he found himself at a loss for words.
Actually, he had wanted to express his feelings for a long time.
But he didn't know how Ji Mengyao felt, and he feared that if he confessed, they might not even remain friends.
Later, his emotional deficiency and alexithymia became increasingly severe.
It plunged him into considerable distress, as he began losing touch with his own thoughts and the ability to express emotions about many things.
But one thing remained unchanged – his dedication to staying by Ji Mengyao's side.
He wasn't quite sure about the nature of their relationship anymore, but if love meant spending every day together, then he was content with the status quo.
He didn't dare ask for anything more.
But now, even a fool could understand Ji Mengyao's feelings, and an intense wave of happiness surged through his heart.
"Hey, don't you have anything to say?"
Ji Mengyao watched Wu Di lost in thought, wondering what was going through his mind.
Looking at his expressionless face, she knew he simply couldn't express his emotions, otherwise she would have suspected him of being completely heartless.
But he could at least say something, anything at all?!
After all, she had just forcefully kissed him! Such an embarrassing thing...
Just thinking about it made her face redder, and she didn't know what had possessed her to do such a thing...
It was all his fault!
Running off alone, saying he was preparing a birthday present, making her worry!
No, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
She grabbed Wu Di's collar, and despite him being much taller and stronger than her, he let himself be manhandled like a bullied student.
"Answer me, do you like me?"
She pulled his face closer, as if about to forcefully kiss him again.
Wu Di was dumbfounded. The usually tsundere Ji Mengyao showed no signs of her typical attitude today, and instead was being so assertive.
This direct approach caught him completely off guard.
But he couldn't hesitate anymore. The person he had liked for so long was asking him, and the happiness made his head spin.
He desperately wished he could respond to Ji Mengyao with romantic words and matching gestures.
He wanted to match her passion and sincerity with equal intensity.
But he simply couldn't do it. The words, those feelings, would mysteriously vanish whenever he tried to express them.
He couldn't even control his facial muscles to make expressions.
He had never hated this defect of his as much as he did now.
But regardless, even if he couldn't express it perfectly, he had to let her know.
Ji Mengyao was incredibly nervous at this moment, her hands gripping Wu Di's clothes were even starting to sweat.
She was terrified that Wu Di would say something like, "I only see you as a friend/sister, you're a nice person."
If that were the case, then her impulsive actions just now would be...
What if he had never liked her at all? What would that make of these feelings?
How could she face him every day after this, how could she talk to him?
Anxiety, fear, nervousness.
She felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
But Wu Di expressed his feelings through actions instead of words.
His arms tightened around Ji Mengyao, pulling her into his warm embrace once again.
"What are you doing..."
Ji Mengyao was startled, unsure of his intentions, but then Wu Di softly whispered in her ear.
"I like you, I have for a very long time, and I will continue to like you for a long time to come."
His tone was flat, like a robot reciting lines.
But Ji Mengyao didn't doubt Wu Di's feelings for a second. Her eyes began to water, and several times she tried to speak but couldn't find the words.
She just realized how comforting Wu Di's embrace felt.
His words made her so happy because what she had been thinking about for so long had finally become reality.
As if suddenly remembering something, Ji Mengyao lightly punched Wu Di's chest:
"Then why didn't you tell me earl... mmph..."
Ji Mengyao, who had been blushing and about to quietly interrogate Wu Di, was suddenly cut off as he lifted her face.
Worried that his flat tone couldn't properly convey his feelings, he decided to take action instead.
Using the same method as before, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Ji Mengyao, who had initially tried to resist slightly, only pushed back twice before giving in and wrapping her arms around Wu Di's neck, beginning to respond to his kiss.
Several minutes later.
Ji Mengyao suddenly pushed Wu Di away, hiding to the side, turning her head away as she couldn't bear to look at him:
"Wu Di, you... you pervert! Who said you could kiss me! And... and... for so long too, were you trying to suffocate me!"
Now it was Wu Di's turn to be confused: Sister, you weren't acting like this just a moment ago?!
Besides, you were the one who made the first move, no, the first kiss?!
"Fine... fine... since it's my birthday... consider it a special... special celebration! I... I'll allow it!"
She mumbled, her voice getting smaller and losing confidence.
Still keeping her head turned away from him.
Wu Di understood now - her moment of directness had passed, and she had switched back to tsundere mode.
But this was the Ji Mengyao he was most familiar with.
"Then in the future..."
He hesitated, wondering if he should continue.
"Don't say anymore! Don't you dare!"
Ji Mengyao was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself, making motions as if to hit him again.
She had been unusually bold today, and just thinking about it made her want to find a hole to crawl into.
It was all his fault!
That was Ji Mengyao's current thought.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The zombies outside the door seemed unable to bear watching this couple any longer, and began pounding on the door with increased force.
Perhaps if they didn't get in soon, they would get their fill of dog food just from watching through the door.
The zombies wanted to break in and devour this couple who were emanating such a sickeningly sweet romantic atmosphere, to satisfy their anger.
One screw in the door lock had already been forced loose, and the other two were barely hanging on.
The two people inside finally came to their senses: this was no time for romance.
She exchanged a serious look with Wu Di, and they both nodded.
Right now, they needed to fight their way out of here.
Ji Mengyao gripped her axe tightly and walked to the shaking door, suddenly throwing it open.
The zombies crowded outside tumbled in like grain pouring from an opened silo, falling into the room in a heap.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
