"I was just giving the most convenient example for illustration."
Ning Yu reacted and began to follow Shen Yiyue's question:
"I think I just explained what I understand by 'liking' someone, right? Following that conclusion, I believe liking can be divided into psychological liking and physiological liking."
"Physiological? Psychological?"
Shen Yiyue held up two fingers, dividing the concept into two parts as Ning Yu explained.
"Yes, first, physiological liking. This is easy to understand, isn't it?"
Ning Yu pointed to her own body as an example.
"Physiological liking is what people mean when they say 'I'm attracted to your body,' or, to put it more bluntly, 'I want to mate with you.'"
Hearing such straightforward terms as 'attracted to your body' or even 'mating,' Shen Yiyue couldn't help but blush. However, seeing that Ning Yu was speaking seriously, she felt she shouldn't be blushing.
This is a serious discussion!
But why does it feel like the topic is getting more and more off track... We weren't supposed to be talking about this...
"This is just our animal instinct, you see. Statistically, most animals are generally attracted to the opposite sex on a physiological level."
Ning Yu, however, didn't seem to notice Shen Yiyue's reaction and continued speaking on her own.
"Of course, there are exceptions, like those who are attracted to the same sex physiologically. This is just part of nature's diversity."
"This reproductive instinct is written into our biological genes. That's what we call physiological liking."
"Generally speaking, people who are good-looking or have a good figure are more likely to be popular on a physiological level."
Ning Yu finally seemed to have explained the first concept clearly and then moved on to the second.
"Physiological liking is usually gender-specific, but psychological liking is different. Psychological liking is not gender-specific and has nothing to do with your own gender."
Ning Yu transitioned to the second concept with this example.
"For instance, if you speak very politely and I feel a sense of affinity, or if you are very gentle and meticulous in dealing with people, such qualities make me really like you."
"This has nothing to do with gender. If you are the gender I am attracted to, that's great. If you are not, we can still be good friends, siblings."
Although Ning Yu spoke a lot at once, her explanation was quite straightforward and easy to understand. Shen Yiyue quickly grasped it and began to apply it:
"So, if my physiological attraction is to the opposite sex, but I can't feel physiological attraction to someone of the same sex, I can't truly like them, but it doesn't prevent me from psychologically liking them and being close to them."
"Similarly, if my physiological attraction is to the same sex, then as long as I can psychologically like someone, it means I might potentially like them."
Ning Yu nodded upon hearing this, giving her a thumbs-up gesture, and continued:
"So, these attractions are nothing special. Liking someone is the most ordinary thing in the world, and gender is just one of the factors."
Shen Yiyue was a bit stunned. She had only felt some vague emotions before, but now she began to clearly understand her own feelings.
"So... liking someone is like this?"
At this thought, a surge of inexplicable courage welled up in her heart. A question she had pondered for a long time seemed to finally become clear today.
Suddenly, she stood up and sat next to Ning Yu. Ning Yu also turned her head, swept the silver hair falling in front of her ear, and looked seriously at Shen Yiyue.
She reached out and held Ning Yu's hand.
"Xiaoyu, I want to ask you, if I hold your hand, would you feel physiologically repulsed?"
Shen Yiyue's heart was pounding, but she was determined to get an answer, right here and now.
When she saw her sit down, Ning Yu suddenly calmed down.
There was nothing to avoid. All she had to do was face her own feelings.
"No."
Ning Yu held Shen Yiyue's hand in return, their fingers intertwined. Ning Yu felt her hand was a bit cold.
"Really?!"
Her eyes sparkled with joy as she looked at Ning Yu, as if seeking confirmation.
"Then... do you psychologically dislike me, Xiaoyu?"
She continued to ask Ning Yu in a roundabout way, but Ning Yu wasn't stupid. She could clearly tell what Shen Yiyue was asking.
However, Ning Yu seemed to be one step ahead, holding her other hand and moving closer.
The two were now inches apart, able to smell the faint fragrance from each other. Ning Yu observed more closely and even noticed Shen Yiyue's trembling eyelashes.
Her beautiful eyes were already misted with a thin layer of tears, waiting for Ning Yu's answer.
"You're such a fool, always talking in circles."
Ning Yu suddenly winked at her, a playful gesture Shen Yiyue had never seen before.
"All I want to say is just one thing: I like you."
Ning Yu had asked herself this question countless times in her mind. Being someone who viewed things calmly and rationally, she was now facing this question.
But if she were to be honest with herself, she could think of countless scenes:
Shen Yiyue watching her make steak, unhesitatingly letting her go first, taking care of her when she was unconscious, being teased but stubbornly refusing to admit it, licking her fingers while eating, quietly coming to talk to her when sad, her cute smile, her puffed-up face when teased...
There were too many such scenes, Ning Yu could hardly count them all, but she was certain of one thing: Shen Yiyue was the most important person in her life right now.
Ning Yu wanted to see her smile, wanted her to be happy, wanted to be with her, and hoped that their 'contract' would never end.
Ning Yu asked herself honestly, and the conclusion came without a second thought.
She liked Shen Yiyue, both physiologically and psychologically, regardless of any theory or analysis.
So she said it honestly.
Originally, the two were still talking in circles, and Shen Yiyue didn't expect Ning Yu to suddenly drop such a direct statement.
She finally got the ultimate answer she dared not even think about. Her eyes widened in surprise, joy, and excitement...
But she had to say something now!
Shen Yiyue suddenly snapped out of the overwhelming sense of happiness and replied:
"I like Xiaoyu too, the most!"
Then she couldn't help but start wiping the tears falling from her eyes. She hurriedly explained:
"Sorry... I... I'm just too happy... so..."
She used the back of both hands to wipe her cheeks, left and right, but the tears wouldn't stop. Then Ning Yu joined in to help her wipe them.
But Ning Yu quickly added a twist:
"But... there's one more secret I haven't told you. It's a secret I must tell you."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
Resolve] Gu Yang was once a true disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect, but after failing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his cultivation regressed, his foundation was damaged, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was about to be demoted to a menial servant. At his moment of despair, he awakened the [Daily Intelligence System]. By refreshing it daily, he could learn about countless hidden opportunities and secrets within the cultivation world! [Today's intelligence has been refreshed] [White Intelligence: One month ago, the Foundation Establishment spiritual item "Profound Ice Spirit Marrow" used by the host to attempt his breakthrough contained a trace of the poison "Bone-Corrobing Spirit-Dissolving Powder".] [Purple Intelligence: Tonight during the Yin hour (3-5 AM), a wisp of "Golden Crow Primordial Flame" will overflow... If this flame is devoured, it can recast the shattered cultivation foundation, fully restore cultivation, and awaken the one-in-ten-thousand—Primordial Supreme Yang Body. [Click to view coordinates]] [Golden Intelligence: Shen Qingyue, a Golden Core elder of the Falling Cloud Sect who possesses the Nine Yin Body, suffers from backlash of cold energy every full moon night, causing her strength to plummet and excruciating pain. Grand Elder Zhao Wuji has secretly bribed Shen Qingyue's personal maid, Hongxiu, and learned the rear gate array node of the protective formation "Clouds and Mist Veiling the Sun Array". Tomorrow late at night, he intends to take advantage of Shen Qingyue's flare-up of the cold poison, when she is weak and unable to resist, to use a secret technique to refine her into a cauldron and force her into a Daoist partnership. [Click to view coordinates]] The cultivation world is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and human hearts are as treacherous as ghosts? Sorry, but I can read the script! From then on, relying on his informational advantage, Gu Yang proceeded step by step with careful planning. Seizing opportunities, plundering fortunes. Selling intelligence. Playing rivals against each other. Step by step, he ultimately became the Immortal Emperor!
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)
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
