Thick fog

Xin’s father’s house had four bedrooms and two living rooms in total. Ji Ningzhao, understanding her place, chose one of the guest rooms to stay in. After laying out the simple set of bedding she had brought, she tidied up the room a little. Before coming, she had already obtained Xin’s father’s permission; she was free to inspect any place in the house as she wished. The Xin family consisted of three members, all with a close relationship. When Ji Ningzhao checked the master bedroom, she noticed a family photo of the three of them placed on the nightstand.

Xingchi’s expression also showed surprise, as if taken aback that Lu Yu could actually shatter the Wheel of Reincarnation—this had almost been his full strength unleashed.

Just as Han Ling had expected, she knew that with Su Hao’s abilities, it was impossible for him to be relegated to a mere trial disciple. Han Ling was looking for another opportunity to meet Su Hao and tell him about this. One afternoon, while everyone was napping, Han Ling quietly slipped over to where Su Hao was living.

After speaking, he ignored the soaked and pitiful-looking Yingying, who was full of grievance, and turned to head back into the cabin.

Below are all my medical records from the burn incident five years ago. Photo after photo was almost unbearable to look at, each one a nightmare; a face riddled with scars, painstakingly restored time and again.

“All right.” Lei Ce raised his hand, wanting to touch her head, but halfway there he let it fall; he gave an awkward smile and turned to leave.

“The doctor says she’s improved, there’s a chance she’ll wake up.” Perhaps because my grandmother’s condition was looking up today, I felt especially cheerful.

“We’ll see then.” Lin Xiangyu wiped his face with a tissue, glared at Shu Ning, and left.

Although it couldn’t compare to Chu Yuqing’s gourd, it should be enough to capture at least one ghost. Leng Ran hurried over and picked one; fortunately, it was already dry inside, so it was quite suitable.

He pried open her bloodless lips and slipped a crystal-clear pill into her mouth.

“Mom, Dad, I’m heading back. If Honghong wakes up, she probably won’t want to see me!” the man said softly, then turned and left.

He quickly loosened his jaw to check how badly he’d been bitten, but just as he did, Su Jingyu reached out, grabbed his head, and with a twist, flipped him under her.

Strands of morning light streamed through the pale blue curtains, bathing the room in a glow like the gentle shallows of the sea, making the people entwined on the bed appear as carefree as mermaids.

The servers brought out dish after dish—three meats, one vegetable, and a soup—all of Bai Rannan’s favorites. She paused when she saw them, then slowly looked up at Bai Zhen.

After searching for the office for so long, her legs were numb. She found a spot right in front of the air conditioner and let the cool breeze wash over her.

One moment she was heartbroken over her figure, the next she was smiling radiantly, her eyes crinkling with contentment.

“Wow, Ye Ming, you and Teacher Murong really are fated! You’re actually holding the very first dagger he ever used,” Tan Xiaoshuang exclaimed, clapping her hands. Was this the destined bond between master and disciple?

“Heh, take this!” Ye Ming stabbed the White Ghost in the shoulder. The White Ghost gritted his teeth and stifled a groan. Ye Ming kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying. Their fighting was mutually destructive; Ye Ming staggered back two steps, blood pouring from the bullet wound in his side.

Suppressing the overwhelming nausea, Yin Qingluo forced down the foul, bitter medicinal brew. She had the servants bring water, rinsed her mouth repeatedly, and then ate a few pieces of candied fruit, finally regaining her composure.

“Well then, it’s getting late, I won’t keep you from resting, Deputy Leader Luo!” Yang Fan nodded and turned to leave.

Only now did they realize that the black slate was made of the same material as the unpolished stones in the cave.

Although she disliked the loneliness, since she had to report to school the next day, Chu Yan decided not to go out on a spree. A day of leisure was nice, after all.

Remembering the strange noises often coming from their room at night, and seeing the pair's behavior now...