Futile Devices Scans

Tao Mo turned to look for Adviser Jin and discovered that he had not come outside. Instead, it was Gu She who asked, “What crime have they committed?” Cui Jiong froze, apparently not expecting him to suddenly interfere and ask about the matter. By now, the name Gu She, Gu Xianzhi had spread throughout Tanyang…

“Do you really mean that?” Ke Qin pressed. “Mm.” Ke Bu nodded. Lies were easier to say than the truth. When Ke Bu was young, Ke Qin developed feelings for the older girl next door whom Ke Bu adored most. Ke Qin and Ke Bu’s mother, Wu Qian, had married after being introduced through matchmaking,…

“Get out.” In stark contrast to the emotions surging violently within him, Nalan Xuan’s bloodless, thin lips parted. His voice was astonishingly calm, even cold, and so quiet that one would not have heard him clearly without listening closely. “Young Master, please accept the decree.” Holding the imperial decree respectfully in both hands, Mo Yan…

For the loss of the child in his belly, Nalan Xuan could blame no one more than himself. He had trusted others far too easily. He knew perfectly well how treacherous human hearts could be, knew exactly what it meant for hidden arrows to be impossible to guard against, and had already suffered from that…

After changing for bed, Nalan Xuan lay quietly beneath the curtains. His mind was completely blank, yet sleep would not come. He merely stared dazedly at the canopy overhead, where lifelike hibiscus flowers had been embroidered in gold thread against a scarlet ground. In his haze, they seemed strangely familiar, overlapping with indistinct images somewhere…

Imperial Physician Liu stared up in stunned disbelief, completely unprepared. Only moments ago, the emperor had spoken so fiercely that he was willing to have the entire Imperial Medical Academy buried alongside them if the physician failed to preserve Imperial Noble Lord and his child. Yet in the next breath, Feng Xuanyi himself had ordered…

⑴ Fifteen-Year-Old Lu Xingyan Travels Through Time to Twenty-Five-Year-Old Jiang Ji November 8, 2025. Saturday. When Jiang Ji woke up, he encountered the most fantastical thing that had ever happened in his life so far— “Lu Xingyan?” The teenager opposite him was wearing a high-school uniform and a pair of headphones, leaning bewilderedly beside the…

During the National Day holiday, Jiang Ji and Lu Xingyan moved back home. Their two bedrooms had been rearranged and combined into one, while a space beside it was converted into a gaming room for Lu Xingyan to use as his streaming room. The streaming room was not large, only around twenty square meters, but…

1. What is your name?   Jiang Ji: Jiang Ji.   Lu Xingyan: Lu Xingyan. 2. How old are you?   Jiang Ji: Twenty-five.   Lu Xingyan: Twenty-two and a half.   Jiang Ji: ? 3. How would you describe your personality?   Jiang Ji: Serious and responsible? Overall, I’m pretty self-disciplined.   Lu Xingyan: Mature, steady, reliable—a good man. 4. What…

August 9, 2025. An ordinary weekend. Jiang Ji experienced sleep paralysis during his afternoon nap and struggled without being able to wake up. Lately, influenced by Lu Xingyan’s memoir software A Heart, Jiang Ji often dreamed about the past. That morning, while browsing through the software at random, he had come across an entry: “At…

Good things put people in high spirits. Lu Xingyan, who was never good at holding his liquor, somehow broke his personal drinking record while keeping his father company and, for once, did not get drunk. Later, Lu Yong’s driver brought him back. On the way, Lu Xingyan stopped at a flower shop and bought a…

By the time Jiang Ji headed back, it was already past four in the afternoon. On weekends there was hardly any distinction between morning and evening rush hour; the roads were congested all day. While waiting at a red light, he messaged Lu Xingyan: “My mom accepted us. How did things go on your end?”…

If they were not meeting their parents tomorrow, Saturday night would have been a perfectly suitable time to make love. But with tomorrow in mind, Jiang Ji restrained himself and reminded Lu Xingyan that they should stop after once and not leave any marks on skin that would normally be exposed. Lu Xingyan only listened…

Family troubles were distracting, but work still had to go on as usual. After Jiang Ji handed the apartment hunting and moving over to Lu Xingyan, he did not ask about it again all day. It was in the afternoon that Jiang Wanyi finally replied. A meeting had just ended and it was nearly time…

“Jiang Ji, are you going to move out and live on your own someday?” Five years ago, one afternoon, Jiang Ji—who was usually so rarely home that he was almost impossible to catch—came back from school to look for something. After rummaging through drawers and cabinets until he found it, he had barely stepped outside…

—I love you too. —I want you. The red light ended, and traffic began flowing again. Jiang Ji turned on the music player and set it to shuffle. Fortunately, he was the one driving. After hearing that confession, Lu Xingyan’s mind went completely blank. Forgetting they were in the car, he dazedly started tipping to…

On a summer evening, the nearly spent sun had only a faint ember of light left. It shone through the living room windows onto the gleaming floor, leaving behind a neat rectangle of pale orange. Jiang Ji happened to be standing in that patch of light. The outline of his profile was edged in gold,…

Standing on opposite sides of the doorway, Lu Xingyan and Jiang Wanyi stared awkwardly at each other. More than ten years ago, when Lu Xingyan first learned that this auntie was going to become his stepmother and the two of them met for the first time, it had not been this awkward. Jiang Wanyi had…

Stories of lovers who cannot end up together have been told again and again throughout history. After coming down the mountain, Lu Xingyan and Jiang Ji casually picked a restaurant. As they ate, Lu Xingyan ran through every tragic love story he knew: the Cowherd and Weaver Girl separated by the Milky Way, Liang Shanbo…

The car hadn’t even made it out of the parking lot yet. Fortunately, there was no vehicle behind them, but they were still going twenty or thirty kilometers an hour. Shang Lu broke out in a cold sweat from the scare. In the rearview mirror, the kid had already turned his back on him and…