"It seems Mom made the right decision."
At night.
Su Ling curled up under the blanket, tossing and turning.
All the lights were off, and the rain outside seemed to have stopped.
Moonlight pierced through the clouds, casting its glow onto the floor tiles of the room.
Although it was already four in the morning, the young girl still couldn't fall asleep.
It wasn't due to insomnia troubling her, but rather because of what her brother had just said... somehow, it made her heart skip a beat.
How long had it been since she felt this way?
Or rather, had she ever felt this way before?
The young girl pulled the blanket tight, wrapping herself completely, leaving only her small face exposed.
Then she lowered her head slightly, pressing her delicate nose against the upper part of the blanket, and inhaled deeply.
"Hmm—"
This was the blanket filled with her brother's scent.
Her brother had been lying here, sleeping here just yesterday.
Su Ling turned to her side, curling up like a shrimp, gently closing her eyes.
Only when she was nearly breathless did she finally let out a satisfied long breath. In this long-lost feeling of security, she quietly raised her head, like a guilty cat checking its surroundings after mischief, and cast her gaze toward the door.
The bedroom door wasn't completely closed.
Her brother was sleeping on the sofa in the living room outside, and she could clearly hear the creaking sounds when he turned over.
The warmth from the blanket was very comfortable, and the room temperature was just right.
She had eaten a fulfilling meal, savored her brother's scent, and had exclusive possession of items he had used.
How wonderful.
If only the thing in her arms wasn't just an inanimate object.
If.
If she could use her real brother as a pillow, or nestle into his embrace to feel his warmth, wouldn't that be even more intoxicating than what she was feeling now?
In that case, even if her condition had progressed to this stage, it wouldn't matter anymore, would it?
For me, just being able to feel that solid sense of security... that would be enough.
"Brother..."
The young girl murmured, and unconsciously, the desire in her heart grew deeper.
...
The next morning.
Lu Qing sat up from the sofa with panda eyes.
Obviously, he hadn't slept well all night.
Mainly because his sister kept making strange noises from her room with the door open. He was curious but couldn't look directly, which left him in an awkward mental state that completely robbed him of sleep, keeping him up all night.
But during these hours, he hadn't been idle. He spent the whole night thinking, carefully considering his sister's situation.
He felt that besides earning money, he should first focus on "companionship," letting her experience being cared for and loved, which would be more ideal for her condition.
However, since he had classes Monday through Friday during the day and couldn't stay home with her, being with her 24/7 was probably impossible for now.
"Brother, good morning."
As he was pondering this, Su Ling emerged from the bedroom rubbing her sleepy eyes, greeting him.
"Morning. Su Ling, you could have slept longer. I'll prepare breakfast and leave it on the table before I go out."
He stood up to look at her, but his gaze was immediately drawn to the shoulder strap that had slipped down from her left shoulder to her arm...
Watching the nightgown strap slowly revealing more skin while his sister remained completely unaware, he quickly reacted, decisively stepping forward and raising his arm. Under her puzzled gaze, he lifted the thin strap with heated cheeks and pulled it back to its proper place.
First thing in the morning, he couldn't handle such blood-rushing scenes.
"Eh...?"
The young girl seemed startled by his action, opened her small mouth, and instinctively said thank you.
However, the disappointment in her eyes was perfectly concealed.
"Um... Su Ling, although we're close, you need to understand that you're living with a young college-aged man in his prime, so in daily life... you need to be a bit more careful."
Lu Qing awkwardly averted his gaze after the reminder and quickly turned toward the kitchen.
Su Ling watched his back as she followed him, asking: "But brother, doesn't everyone say it's fine for siblings to even bathe together?"
"Huh?"
Lu Qing heard this with exasperation and explained, "That's for blood siblings! And only during childhood! It's something you do when you're little! We're adults now, you're already eighteen, and I'm twenty! So this is not okay, absolutely not okay!"
"Strange."
The young girl tilted her head, leaning innocently against the kitchen doorframe, looking at him with confusion: "Isn't it better that we're not blood-related? Also, if we could do these things as children, shouldn't we be even more composed now that we're grown up and have better self-control?"
"What... what kind of twisted logic is that?"
Lu Qing stared with wide eyes, seemingly unable to comprehend his sister's logic.
Although she was affected by her condition, with slightly impaired cognitive function, these matters of principle couldn't be taken lightly. If she were to cause trouble because of this, it would be difficult to handle.
Just as he was about to educate her, he saw his sister press her advantage, continuing to ask with an innocent face: "Brother, could it be... that you can't control yourself when you see my body, so you choose to avoid it?"
"What??"
"Not even mentioning bathing together, you can't even look at me directly now."
"..."
In just a few words, he was caught off guard by her provocation.
Well, well, well. Just arrived and already trying to get the upper hand over her brother?
Fine, fine, fine.
In a moment of anger, Lu Qing gritted his teeth and decided to counter-attack.
He turned his head fiercely, put on a stern face, and threatened: "Su Ling, if you insist on this, then when I'm on break, we'll find time, I'll buy two hot spring tickets, and we'll book a mixed bath."
"!"
"Then we'll see who breaks first from embarrassment, you or me, a grown man.
Let me tell you, I have nothing to lose in this. If you think you can challenge big brother with just words, you're making a big mistake. I'll show you what real follow-through looks like."
Lu Qing lifted his chin, issuing his "challenge" with great momentum.
His sister seemed to have misunderstood the situation and was trying to cross the boundary between siblings.
Although his task was to take care of and heal her, he absolutely couldn't let her take advantage and manipulate him bit by bit.
He had to make her understand who was really in charge in this house.
Lu Qing felt proud inside.
He figured that after saying this, her false bravado would surely crumble. After all, he wasn't just talking - he meant business. How could she handle that?
"A hot spring trip?"
Just as he was confidently taking out sandwiches and preparing to slice cheese, Su Ling touched her lips with her index finger, appearing deep in thought, as if imagining certain scenes.
Then, her lips gradually curved upward, slowly revealing a delighted expression—
"Brother is so nice, actually agreeing to take me on a trip... I've never gone traveling with anyone since I was little, this will be my first time. And if it's a mixed bath hot spring, it'll be just the two of us, right? Hmm, does this mean I'll get to see brother's body? Well... speaking of which, should I prepare a swimsuit beforehand? Can brother spare some time to go shopping with me?"
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
