Late at night.
Gu Yan sat on his bed, staring at the familiar memory bubble before him.
This time, the affection level had directly risen to 96%, and the size of the memory bubble far exceeded any previous ones.
"......"
As the affection level increased, Leng Qingqiu had also started acting a little strange.
It seemed... her emotions had become richer.
What did this mean?
By now, he was certain—the memories inside the bubble were undoubtedly connected to Leng Qingqiu.
So, would the new memories... contain the answers he was searching for?
After a moment of silence, Gu Yan reached out and touched the memory bubble.
In an instant—
A familiar dizziness washed over him...
......
.....
Consciousness returned, and the sound of heated arguments echoed in his ears.
"Trash, trash~~ Someone like you only deserves to eat our leftovers, got it?"
"Yeah, as a male loser, you should be grateful we even let you have our scraps!"
?
Listening to the voices around him,
Gu Yan slowly opened his eyes.
He found himself sitting on a cafeteria bench, with a plate of thoroughly mixed and mashed food in front of him.
Not only that—
Several girls were pointing and laughing at him, their faces twisted in mocking sneers.
The one leading them... was none other than Leng Qingqiu!
Gu Yan stared at her, frozen in place as he took in her amused smirk and the condescending way she looked down at him.
Huh?
What kind of scenario was this now?
Seemingly irritated by his lack of reaction, Leng Qingqiu’s expression darkened. She grabbed a spoon and aggressively stirred the food in front of him, her voice icy. "What, do I need to feed you myself?"
Perhaps due to the script of this memory,
Gu Yan, though tempted to say "That wouldn’t be so bad,"
instead let out a frightened whimper: "S-sorry! I’ll eat it right away!"
Huh? Not bad, actually. The taste was... decent.
??
The laughter of the other girls rang in his ears.
But—maybe it was just his imagination—
Leng Qingqiu’s expression seemed to soften slightly.
Like a slideshow glitching, the surroundings shifted.
Time had apparently skipped to evening.
During this transition,
Gu Yan pieced together the nature of this world.
Turns out, this was a world where women ruled and men were subordinate!
In a school equipment room.
Leng Qingqiu had called Gu Yan there, and before he could process why—
The next moment—
Thud!
She pulled him into a tight embrace, whispering apologetically, "Gu Yan, I’m sorry for how I treated you earlier. But... this world is just unfair like that."
"I promise, I’ll fight to make this a world where men and women are truly equal!"
Ah, so that’s the plot here...
Gu Yan finally understood, and as he did,
the scene around him began to shift again.
This time, it seemed to be an open plain.
Gu Yan stood amidst a crowd, a sword in hand.
New memories flooded his mind.
This world was a supernatural one.
His identity? A demon slayer.
And Leng Qingqiu’s? A vengeful ghost.
Surrounding him, and standing before him,
were men and women in strange attire, wielding all manner of weapons—practitioners of the occult arts.
A man holding an umbrella stepped forward, his voice sharp with accusation. "Gu Yan! Humans and ghosts were never meant to love each other! If you stop now, there’s still time to turn back!"
"Gu Yan! Don’t throw everything away for this!"
"Leng Qingqiu is a crimson ghost! If she lives, the world will fall to ruin!"
"For the sake of one ghost, are you really willing to fight all of us?!"
"If the ghost isn’t eradicated, chaos will reign! Can you bear that responsibility?!"
"Gu Yan! You’ll become humanity’s greatest sinner!"
The accusations came one after another.
But Gu Yan only took a deep breath.
He raised his sword horizontally, his gaze unwavering as he spoke, each word deliberate. "Qingqiu has never harmed anyone. Before her identity was exposed, she even helped every single one of you here..."
"Enough talk."
Hum!
A surge of formidable energy erupted from Gu Yan as he glared at the crowd. "Come at me together."
Amidst the clashing of blades, flashes of spells, and brutal combat—
The scene shifted once more.
By the time Gu Yan regained his bearings,
the ground around him was littered with corpses.
And in his arms,
lay a pale-faced woman draped in crimson robes.
It was... Leng Qingqiu...
Gu Yan felt an overwhelming grief, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.
Because he realized—
Leng Qingqiu’s life force was fading, fragile as a flickering candle flame.
"Gu... Yan..."
"It’s not you or me who’s wrong..."
With her last ounce of strength, she raised a trembling hand to his cheek.
Her expression was one of sorrow as she whispered,
"...It’s this wretched world."
Crack!
The vision shattered.
Once again, the scene began to change.
Each transition brought a new world, a new identity—for both Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu.
The scenes had shifted dozens... or perhaps scores... maybe even close to a hundred times by now.
Gu Yan hadn’t bothered to keep count.
He was already lost in them.
Sometimes, he was a handsome scholar, and Leng Qingqiu the girl next door. Childhood sweethearts, he buried himself in books for the imperial exams while she waited quietly by his side.
On his way to the examinations, misfortune struck, and Leng Qingqiu spent the rest of her life waiting in loneliness.
Other times, Gu Yan was a valiant general of ancient times, and Leng Qingqiu the maidservant he had rescued.
Their love ran deep, but war tore them apart—Gu Yan fell in battle, and on the day the city fell, Leng Qingqiu chose to drink poison rather than live without him.
In another life, Gu Yan and Leng Qingqiu were heirs to rival martial sects, their love tangled in the grudges between their families.
Their story ended as it began—in bloodshed, their lives cut short by the very feud that kept them apart.
Then there was the time Gu Yan was a modern-day tycoon, and Leng Qingqiu a princess displaced through time.
They found love in the cracks between eras, only to be torn apart by the chaos of time itself.
In the end, Leng Qingqiu was swept back into her own era by the turbulent currents of time, leaving Gu Yan alone in the modern world with nothing but memories.
Memory after memory.
Life after life.
Truth and illusion blurred together.
Gu Yan could no longer tell the difference, no longer choose between them.
So many memories, all of them his and Leng Qingqiu’s.
Time passed.
In the stillness of the deep night,
Gu Yan’s consciousness returned.
He opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Perhaps it was because he had cultivated the Path of Pure Love,
but even after absorbing so many memories at once, he remained untouched.
If anything, they were etched into his mind with painful clarity.
Unforgettable... and agonizing.
"Every one of them... a tragedy..."
Gu Yan murmured to himself.
ress Kneels to Admit Wrong] [Dealing with Love-Struck Fools] [Forced to the Throne] Ren Tianye transmigrated into a female-oriented novel world, only to find everyone in it was utterly insane. He risked his life to save a young girl from barbarians, but was accused of arriving too late and branded the real murderer. He held a knife to a military officer's neck, demanding the troop tally, but the officer only cared about questioning his wife: "Do you not love me anymore? All these years of affection and time together, they were all a mistake, a mistake!" After seizing Yunji City, the original defending general, to save face with the Empress, knelt on the ground: "You must give Yunji City back to me, or I'll hang myself at the city gate and let everyone know you're a villain!" The young lord of the Duke's mansion, to please a woman, directly ordered a merchant: "The menstrual pads you buy for her must be studded with diamonds. Loving her means giving her the best." Having become a great general, he was about to marry a merchant's daughter, who set a pre-nuptial rule: "I can divorce you anytime. When that happens, you must give me half of your troops and soldiers!" Even the Empress was a severe love-struck fool, who ordered the execution of 70,000 elite troops simply because they stood in the way of her romance. Ren Tianye was speechless. He was done. Let it all burn! This deranged female-oriented novel world! ...
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)
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
