"This Dao Cun is such a jerk!"
Shen Yiyue leaned against Ning Yu, holding a book high in the air, her mouth stuffed with a half-eaten Pocky stick, the other half mysteriously gone.
"You read so fast."
Ning Yu turned to look at Shen Yiyue, noticing her dissatisfaction with the content of the book.
Glancing down at her own unfinished copy of *The Stranger*, she felt she was reading at a snail's pace compared to Shen Yiyue. She often found herself re-reading passages, as if reading were akin to cows chewing their cud.
"So, does the male protagonist have two girlfriends at the same time?"
Ning Yu ventured a guess.
"Mm... something like that. He already has a wife at home, yet he goes out to find a geisha. And this poor geisha falls in love with him."
Shen Yiyue flipped the book around to show Ning Yu the evidence.
But Ning Yu wasn't looking at the book; she was admiring the delicate lines of Shen Yiyue's face.
She hesitated, wanting to discuss her upcoming departure with Shen Yiyue in advance, but couldn't bring herself to do it.
She decided to wait until after dealing with the trouble to return, knowing Shen Yiyue would never let her face danger alone.
"Hey, are you listening?"
Shen Yiyue waved her hand in front of Ning Yu's eyes, snapping her out of her daze.
"Ah, I was spacing out."
Ning Yu gave an apologetic smile, finally focusing on the words in the book.
But Shen Yiyue wasn't angry. Instead, she suddenly felt a pang of insecurity, closing the book and softly asking a question:
"Ning Yu... will you ever like someone else?"
"Huh?"
Ning Yu was caught off guard by the question, momentarily confused by her train of thought.
But the answer was simple.
She slowly raised her hand, and Blood Kite materialized in her palm, which she placed into Shen Yiyue's hands.
"Why are you suddenly pulling out a knife?"
Shen Yiyue was startled by Ning Yu's gesture, regretting her foolish question.
"I won't like anyone else. If I ever do, you can kill me."
Ning Yu looked her straight in the eye, then suddenly remembered she had three lives.
"Make sure to do it three times."
Only a killer could say something like that.
Hearing this, Shen Yiyue was at a loss, her thin lips moving slightly before she finally managed to say:
"I... I can't bear to."
Her clumsy response made Ning Yu smile, and she hugged her, pressing her face against Shen Yiyue's still-flustered cheek.
Whispering softly in her ear:
"When the sun starts orbiting the Earth, when 1+1 equals 3, then I won't like you anymore, okay?"
Shen Yiyue squirmed slightly from the warm breath on her ear, turning her head, but Ning Yu's words had already sunk into her heart.
"Okay."
She melted into Ning Yu's arms like a boneless creature, wrapping her arms around Ning Yu's neck.
"Aren't you going to read anymore?"
"Nope, I need to recharge with Ning Yu for a bit."
Ning Yu chuckled at her clinginess, picking up *The Stranger* from the table.
A thought suddenly crossed her mind:
There were only two days left before her temporary departure.
...
The next morning, Ning Yu woke up early, hesitating whether to go for a morning run. After some thought, she decided against it.
When she opened the door, the living room was empty, with only a few rays of clear sunlight filtering through the windows, creating a Tyndall effect.
Ning Yu had slept late the previous night, caught up in all sorts of random thoughts.
She had used fatigue as an excuse to retreat to her room early, and Shen Yiyue had pestered her for a while before finally letting her go.
They had brushed their teeth and washed their faces side by side at the sink before returning to their respective rooms. Ning Yu vaguely remembered Shen Yiyue carrying *Snow Country* back to her room.
As for herself, she had only managed to read a few pages of *The Stranger*, partly due to her slow reading pace and partly for other reasons.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Ning Yu sat down on the sofa and poured herself a glass of water.
It was a habit of hers to drink a large glass of water every morning, if possible.
Setting the glass on the coffee table, Ning Yu leaned back on the sofa, which was filled with the scents of both of them.
They often cuddled here, reading or simply resting against each other, leaving the sofa infused with the smell of their shampoo.
Perhaps out of reluctance, Ning Yu turned to look at the creeping sunlight invading the room.
In a few days, she would be waking up in unfamiliar surroundings.
She suddenly found herself laughing at her own sentimentality. After all, it wasn't like she wouldn't return, so why the melancholy? It wasn't like her at all.
Picking up the glass, she downed the remaining water in one go, then headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.
By the time Ning Yu finished, Shen Qianqian emerged from her room, spotting Ning Yu in the living room and giving her a curious look:
"Sister Ning Yu? Already back from your morning run?"
Ning Yu shook her head.
"No, I'm not going for a run recently. Maybe in a few days."
Shen Qianqian "oh"ed in understanding, then headed to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Ning Yu walked into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Usually, Shen Yiyue would be the one to cook, but since she seemed to be running late today, Ning Yu decided to take over. It had been a while since she last cooked.
Humming an unnamed tune, Ning Yu fried hamburger patties in the kitchen. Normally, Shen Yiyue would have woken up by now, sniffing around her, eagerly anticipating the aroma.
After preparing three servings of breakfast and heating up some milk, Shen Yiyue still hadn't emerged.
Ning Yu guessed she must have stayed up late reading *Snow Country*, which was why she was still in bed.
"Sister is really something, sleeping later than me~"
Shen Qianqian helped Ning Yu set the table, mimicking her precise arrangement of utensils.
At this rate, Shen Qianqian might develop Ning Yu's obsessive-compulsive tendencies.
Once the table was set, she took a deep breath, and Ning Yu could almost see a vision of Shen Yiyue in her.
The sisters were truly alike, even in their eagerness for food.
Ning Yu removed her apron, washed her hands, and walked over to Shen Yiyue's room.
She knocked lightly before pushing the door open.
"Huh?"
Upon entering, Ning Yu found Shen Yiyue fully dressed, sitting at her desk writing something.
It was a gray-covered notebook, already halfway filled. Shen Yiyue sat upright, her head down, writing without pause, responding:
"Oh, I forgot the time. I'll be right there!"
Ning Yu didn't approach but slowly walked to her bed, noticing it was unmade. She quickly tidied it up.
As she turned back, she suddenly noticed Shen Yiyue's slightly red eyes.
+ 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!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
