"Actually... there's something I wanted to discuss with you two."
Wu Di hesitated before speaking.
"Where's Ji Mengyao?"
Shen Yiyue glanced outside curiously.
"She drank too much and started feeling dizzy, so she went home and lay down..."
Wu Di replied.
"Hahaha, she really did get drunk...."
Shen Yiyue covered her mouth and giggled: This Mengyao is such a lightweight.
Bringing all that alcohol only to get drunk herself - how typical.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
Ning Yu stood beside Shen Yiyue and asked curiously.
"Well, it's about this - Mengyao's birthday is coming up soon."
Wu Di spoke slowly, removing his rose gold-rimmed glasses that he had been wearing, seemingly still unaccustomed to them.
"I... I want to get her a gift, but I don't know what girls... like."
He spoke hesitantly, though his face remained expressionless, creating an odd impression.
"Honey, I suggest you give yourself to her as a gift, she'd definitely be pleased with that."
Upon hearing Wu Di's words, Shen Yiyue immediately put on a knowing expression and couldn't resist teasing him.
"Huh? What? What do you mean?"
Wu Di naturally didn't understand Shen Yiyue's meaning.
"Ouch! Ning Yu, why did you hit me!"
Shen Yiyue's smile abruptly vanished as she received a chop from Ning Yu's small hand:
"Be serious, you idiot."
Ning Yu gave her a sideways glance, then said to Wu Di:
"She was just joking, don't mind her."
"Well then, Ning Yu, why don't you make some suggestions?"
Shen Yiyue rubbed the spot where she'd been hit, looking somewhat huffily at Ning Yu.
"Hmm......"
Ning Yu cupped her chin in thought.
How to please a girl? How would she know about such topics - she had no experience with this even in her previous life.
"Maybe... flowers? And a cake?"
"Pfft!"
Shen Yiyue burst out laughing:
"Ning Yu, you sound just like a clueless guy!"
Hearing her mockery, Ning Yu pressed her lips together and gave her an annoyed look, as if saying 'well then why don't you hurry up and suggest something?'
"Look, when giving gifts to girls, you must cater to their personal interests!"
Shen Yiyue finally spoke up, beginning to share her expertise like a seasoned veteran.
"Not all girls like flowers, you need to understand what she specifically likes~"
"Is there anything she's been yearning for, something she's mentioned wanting, either intentionally or unintentionally?"
"Secretly prepare something she likes, then surprise her with it on her birthday!"
Wu Di listened to Shen Yiyue's advice, nodding mechanically while deep in thought.
"Hmm.... things Mengyao likes or yearns for....."
"Cigarettes... alcohol... baseball caps.... but the base already has all these.... hmm....."
Seeing Wu Di only starting to think about it now, Shen Yiyue covered her forehead in exasperation:
"Hey, don't tell me you've never paid attention or observed carefully before? How do you expect to win her over like this?"
"Ah? You misunderstand, I'm not trying to... pursue her...."
Wu Di looked up, attempting to defend himself.
"Yeah, yeah, sure."
Shen Yiyue wasn't buying his excuse.
"Oh! I've got it, she's always wanted a vinyl record player."
Wu Di seemed to have a sudden realization, though even this moment of enlightenment was delivered in his characteristically flat tone without expression.
"Hmph, looks like you've found your answer, now go take action~"
"Remember to keep it secret, don't let her find out. Prepare a nice surprise for her."
Shen Yiyue carefully reminded Wu Di.
"I understand, thank you both!"
Wu Di bowed slightly in gratitude, then added quietly:
"Please keep tonight's conversation secret as well...."
"Don't worry! It's like you were never here~"
Shen Yiyue immediately assured him it wouldn't be a problem.
"Thank you, thank you, I'll take my leave then...."
With that, Wu Di left, disappearing into the darkness.
......
In a dimly lit living room of an apartment, Ji Mengyao lay on the couch in a drunken state, carelessly tossing her socks on the floor.
"Wu Di, where are you? Get me some water!"
She called out with half-closed eyes, looking completely relaxed.
But there was no response.
"Hey! Stupid Wu Di!"
She couldn't help but open her eyes, scanning the room.
The light was dim and everything was silent - she was alone in the room, Wu Di wasn't there.
"Where did that guy... run off to...."
She slowly leaned back against the couch, pulling up her fair, delicate legs and hugging her knees.
Then she buried her head in her arms.
She remembered the song Ning Yu had played today, that ethereal melody and those lyrics.
She couldn't help but hum along.
"How much further until I can enter your heart.... how much longer until I can get close to you....."
Somehow these lyrics felt like they were speaking directly to her situation.
She buried her head even deeper, curling up into a ball on the couch, losing her balance and falling over, like a small, dejected animal.
She felt like after hearing this song today, her emotions had become completely chaotic.
This feeling was really annoying.
"Click."
The sound of a door opening came from outside.
Wu Di silently opened the door slowly, and finding no movement in the house, he quietly sighed in relief.
After putting away his shoes, he walked softly into the living room.
Ji Mengyao lay on the couch as if asleep, her legs sprawled out in a most unladylike manner.
The lighting was poor in the darkness, but it was enough to make out her figure.
Wu Di stood still, watching her sleeping form for a moment before walking to the bedroom to get a blanket.
He approached Ji Mengyao and gently laid the blanket over her body.
Not wanting to wake her, he prepared to return to his own room to sleep.
Just as he turned to leave, there was suddenly a movement behind him.
"You jerk, leaving me alone here again!"
It was Ji Mengyao - she had somehow gotten up, the blanket falling aside as she hugged Wu Di from behind.
Feeling the girl's reproachful yet lazy voice near his ear, Wu Di felt his body stiffen.
Her sweet breath carried traces of cocktail, indicating just how close they were.
Ji Mengyao held him tightly, her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Hey, why... why aren't you... saying anything?!"
Feeling the girl's drunken words, Wu Di gently held her hands, trying to loosen her grip.
But Ji Mengyao held on firmly, refusing to let go.
"Mengyao.... you're drunk...."
He tried to defuse the situation with words.
"Who... who's drunk?!"
Ji Mengyao seemed to feign anger at his words, demanding:
"Tell me, where did you go just now?"
"How dare you leave me alone again!"
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."
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?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.
