Ning Yu was all too familiar with the golden pocket watch.
Because right now, she had an identical one in her jacket pocket.
The young vendor seemed to notice Ning Yu's lingering, assuming she was interested in the items on his stall. He greeted her with a clear, warm voice that sounded delightful.
"Feel free to pick it up and take a look. Everything here is quite cheap."
Ning Yu didn't look at him but crouched down and picked up the golden pocket watch, feeling the cold touch of metal on her fingers.
She flipped open the watch, expecting to see a family photo, but instead, a melodious, ethereal tune filled the air.
It turned out to be a music box pocket watch.
Ning Yu listened quietly, her slightly anxious heart suddenly calming down. It seemed she had overthought things.
Perhaps this pocket watch, like the one with the family photo she carried, was just a classic design?
"How much is this pocket watch?"
Ning Yu quite liked the melody and thought it might make a nice little gift for Shen Yiyue. That way, the two of them would each have a matching pocket watch.
It could even be considered a couple's item.
"Are you interested in this pocket watch, miss?"
The young vendor inquired, suddenly doing something—he took off something from around his neck.
He extended his hand, presenting another identical pocket watch to Ning Yu, then opened the one he had just taken off.
Inside was the family photo!
Ning Yu's pupils constricted as she looked up at the young vendor.
Under the shadow of his cap was a head of slightly long black hair, pressed down. His skin was fair, his features handsome, almost sickly beautiful.
He would undoubtedly turn heads wherever he went.
Ning Yu was momentarily stunned, not because of his looks, but because of his lake-blue eyes. Those tranquil, indifferent eyes were all too familiar to her.
"Ning..."
Ning Yu was about to call out a name when the vendor suddenly interrupted.
"If you're truly interested, why don't we talk privately?"
The boy smiled, his eyes narrowing into a warm, inviting expression.
Ning Yu understood his intention and silently nodded.
He then began tidying up the miscellaneous items on his stall, casually rolling them up and stuffing them into a backpack before saying to Ning Yu, "Let's go."
Side by side, the two walked in silence.
Ning Yu held the pocket watch she had just received from the boy in her right hand, while her left hand retrieved the one with the family photo from her jacket pocket.
She opened both watches at the same time, and they were indeed identical.
They arrived at an apartment in the residential area, where the boy took out a key and invited Ning Yu inside.
In the living room, Ning Yu noticed several burly men in sunglasses standing at the edges, their movements disciplined and synchronized as they bowed in respect upon seeing the two enter.
Ning Yu briefly assessed them, checking for any threat, before returning her gaze to the boy, who was now standing with his back to her.
The boy suddenly removed his baseball cap, then tore off the boy's wig that had been covering his hair, revealing a cascade of beautiful silver hair that cascaded down his back.
It was the same unique and lovely color as Ning Yu's hair.
She turned around, peeling off the disguise mask on her face, revealing a face that Ning Yu was all too familiar with—it was Ning Xuan.
Their appearances were very similar. The biggest difference between the sisters was that Ning Yu had amber eyes, while Ning Xuan had lake-blue eyes.
Other than that, from their snow-white, slender collarbones, to their straight, petite noses, and even the slightly rosy baby fat in their cheeks, the two were almost identical.
If Ning Xuan wore colored contact lenses to hide her eye color, she could almost directly play the role of Ning Yu, and vice versa.
"My dear elder sister, we finally meet again."
Ning Xuan tilted her head slightly, giving Ning Yu a sweet smile, her voice soft and girlish.
She stepped forward and suddenly hugged Ning Yu tightly, as if she had been longing for this moment.
Ning Yu, unsure how to react, became even more stiff, fragments of childhood memories flashing through her mind. Their relationship seemed to have been good, but without any specific details, Ning Yu felt as though she might slip up at any moment.
"Long time no see."
With the distance so close, Ning Yu spoke directly into her ear.
After the embrace, Ning Xuan let go and reached out to touch Ning Yu's hair, which had fallen past her shoulders.
Compared to Ning Yu's, her own hair was shorter, barely reaching her shoulders.
"Sister, you're still the same, always keeping your hair long..."
She said, glancing at Ning Yu with her eyes.
Ning Yu inwardly complained: I actually cut it once, but it grew back.
"Sister, I've been looking for you so hard. Where have you been hiding? You didn't even contact home..."
Ning Xuan pouted, looking both angry and wronged.
Ning Yu knew she had been searching for her, as she had heard about it at Tianshen Elementary School.
"I know!"
Ning Xuan suddenly raised her hand like a good student eager to answer a question in class.
Ning Yu looked at her, feeling an odd sensation. Ning Xuan was so much like her that it felt as though she were seeing herself do that childish gesture.
Ning Yu, however, would never act so immaturely.
"Sister is now living happily with another cute girl, so she doesn't need me, her little sister, anymore..."
As she spoke, Ning Xuan lowered her head, looking like "I'm so sad."
But Ning Yu's brows furrowed as she sensed another layer of meaning in Ning Xuan's words.
Her gaze gradually turned cold, and the room's temperature seemed to drop.
The bodyguards, seemingly unintentionally, glanced at Ning Yu, their vigilance rising.
"So, what do you want from me?"
Ning Yu seemed to have lost patience and wasn't interested in playing games anymore.
"Sister, you're in danger."
Ning Xuan felt the change in Ning Yu's aura but showed no fear or caution. Instead, she put a finger to her lips, looking cute as she pretended to think, and casually said,
"Someone wants your life, and someone else wants to capture you alive."
"And me? I'm here to take you away."
Ning Yu raised an eyebrow at this.
"So, do you want my life, or do you want to capture me?"
"Pfft, sister, you've misunderstood!"
Ning Xuan quickly waved her hands, then said seriously,
"I want to take sister to a safe place, to a place where no one can find you."
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."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
