"Whoosh"
The sound of curtains being pulled open was followed by the rustling of clothes being changed.
Under the faint light streaming through the window, Li Mucheng's delicate figure was fully revealed, her long, lustrous black hair cascading down as she stood by the bed.
"Though... I really wanted to share this moment with you, Teacher, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. I had to do this to avoid complications. But I’m sure you’ll understand me when the time comes, right?"
Li Mucheng giggled softly before retrieving a little treasure she had hidden under her pillow, her cheeks flushing as she gazed at Ye Feng.
"I’m... all ready now~"
......
"Ow..."
Shen Mengli let out a small gasp as a drop of blood from her pricked finger fell onto her white dress.
"Ah... the clothes Xiao Feng bought me!"
After sucking on her injured finger, she looked at the tiny red stain on her dress with dismay.
"I was just trying to cut some bread... Why am I so clumsy?"
Pouting, she suddenly felt an inexplicable pain grip her heart, as if an invisible hand were squeezing it. Shen Mengli clutched her chest and hunched over, her body trembling.
It hurts... Why does my heart hurt so much...?
After a while, the pain gradually faded. When she lifted her head again, her pristine dress was already damp with tears.
"Huh?"
Shen Mengli stared in disbelief at her uncontrollable tears, confusion filling her mind.
"Why... why am I crying? Why? It... it hurts so much..."
"Xiao Feng... Xiao Feng..."
Her lips trembled as she murmured Ye Feng’s name, her body swaying weakly toward the door.
"Xiao Feng... where are you... Xiao Feng..."
"Thud."
Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the cold floor. The wheelchair beside her toppled over, and her consciousness blurred as she passed out.
......
"Mmm... Is this love? Even if... there are obstacles... as long as I adjust, happiness will follow, right...?"
"Yes... Life really is getting better. Living alone can’t compare to having someone by your side. With you here, Teacher, everything feels different now."
"Hah... Teacher... Teacher♡"
Li Mucheng clung tightly to Ye Feng’s neck, burying her face against his shoulder. Her dark eyes shimmered with emotion.
After what felt like an eternity, they lay side by side on the bed. Li Mucheng turned her head, gazing at Ye Feng’s furrowed brow before gently smoothing it with her fingers.
"Teacher... I knew it... My choice was right. You, your charm, your strength—everything about you is one of a kind."
Her warm breath brushed against Ye Feng’s face as she lazily traced his cheek with her fingers, her body limp like melted wax. It took great effort for her to finally prop herself up on the bed.
"Teacher will probably wake up soon... I should get up."
Just as she mustered the will to rise, what she saw next left her utterly stunned.
"H-how...?! How is Teacher this... formidable?!"
"N-no... I have to pace myself. I can’t let short-term gains blind me to..."
"Gulp."
That’s right! If Teacher hasn’t given up, how can I?
......
"Mmm..."
After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feng slowly regained consciousness. He had expected to wake up feeling as sluggish as usual, but today, his body felt unusually light and refreshed—as if all his blocked meridians had been cleared.
Strange... Why don’t I feel terrible today? Wait, where’s Mucheng?
Ye Feng glanced around and realized he was lying in Li Mucheng’s bed, but she was nowhere in sight. Concerned, he sat up and prepared to go look for her.
The moment his feet touched the floor, his legs wobbled unsteadily, requiring extra effort to stand. Still, he dismissed it as a minor inconvenience.
"Mucheng! Mucheng?"
He called out as he stepped into the living room, a hint of worry creeping into his voice.
Then, faintly, he heard Li Mucheng’s weak response from the guest room.
"Te... Teacher... I’m here..."
"Mucheng!"
Assuming something was wrong, Ye Feng rushed to the door and flung it open. But inside, he found Li Mucheng bundled tightly under blankets, only her head peeking out as she gazed at him with pitiful eyes.
"Mucheng? What’s wrong?"
Ye Feng was baffled. She looked completely different from how she had been in the morning. What could have happened while he was asleep?
"I... I’m fine, Teacher. I just got tired after you fell asleep, so I came here to rest for a bit."
"But you don’t look well at all."
"N-no, really! Don’t worry about me! I just slept too long and feel a little weak, so I’m resting a little more."
"Weak?"
Ye Feng couldn’t fathom how sleeping would leave her so drained, but then it occurred to him—after he passed out, she must have struggled to move him to the bed. That must have exhausted her.
Touched, he stepped closer, intending to comfort her. But Li Mucheng suddenly raised a hand, stopping him in his tracks.
"No! Teacher, don’t come any closer!"
"What’s wrong, Mucheng...? Am I that scary?"
"It’s not that! I just... I’m just really tired."
"Oh... I see."
"Mhm! It’s getting late, Teacher. You should head back now. I’ll be waiting for you here tomorrow."
"What? Class is already over?"
Ye Feng pulled out the phone Li Mucheng had given him and checked the time. To his shock, he had slept straight through the entire school day.
How could I skip class like this? As a teacher, I can’t just slack off!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
