Extra (Part 1)
The morning sunlight had just begun to sprinkle a few spots, and the phone’s alarm hadn’t even sounded when ng Yao suddenly sprang up. Without even opening her eyes, she quickly washed up, tidied herself, and changed into casual clothes, preparing to go out for a morning exercise.
Just as her hand was about to reach the doorknob, ng Yao shuddered awake, realizing that the Ghost Boy was long gone.
The developnt app on her phone had also disappeared one day, vanishing as quietly as it had appeared, without a trace.
However, the aftereffects of that incident seed quite serious now.
Her biological clock went off right on ti without fail; as soon as this mont arrived, she had no desire to sleep. Even in the harshest winter, when water froze outside, it could not deter the spontaneous habits her body had developed.
Coming back to her senses, ng Yao glanced around the tidy and clean room, resigning herself to lazily throwing the towel around her neck onto the ground without changing clothes and collapsed back into bed.
Yet the expected drowsiness never ca; her entire body felt as though it was infested with lice, twisting this way and that, unable to find comfort.
Seeing this, ng Yao could only admit defeat, getting up to pick up the unsightly towel from the floor and placing it back where it belonged: on the row of towel racks.
She paced back and forth in the room several tis, the anxiety in her heart never dissipating. Despite her intense aversion, ng Yao finally resigned herself, opening the door and sweating outside before coming back.
After the Ghost Boy left, her body dutifully maintained its original habits.
ng Yao found the most horrifying realization to be that she seed to have been successfully cultivated by the other party’s influence.
Even though that entity was no longer there, from the mont she t it, her life began to follow the path it had laid out, and it was irresistible.
Although her life now seed to be heading in an increasingly positive direction, ng Yao still felt a persistent unease in her heart.
After all, it all started through coercion, against her will.
If a few years ago soone had whispered in her ear that she would beco what she is now, she would have thought that person was crazy.
Given her upbringing, how could she beco the very image she despised most?
Yet now the facts were before her eyes; she not only beca the kind of person she once sneered at but also was racing towards a more successful path.
The post-exercise breakfast was sumptuous and nutritious. While eating, ng Yao’s back was straight, and her movents were graceful, carrying a kind of flowing beauty.
If there were a mirror in front of her, every move ng Yao made now was a spitting image of what the Ghost Boy used to exhibit.
Unknowingly, she had already internalized Su Li’s behavior.
The developnt ga Su Li played for a short ti was undoubtedly extrely successful.
ng Yao presumably knew at the core what her actions looked like. Every ti she wanted to act spontaneously, the engraved mories in her body, like undisciplined soldiers, paid no heed.
The ng Family relatives she had disliked and hadn’t seen for a long ti also changed their view of her because of her changed behavior and beca much closer.
Regarding this, ng Yao could only let out a harsh cold laugh.
The thing ng Yao found most powerless was that everything she once liked was now replaced by one thing.
That thing was learning.
It’s hard to imagine that she now even lazes at ho, revisiting middle school morality lessons, and couldn’t be bothered to go out or date a boyfriend.
She may not have liked going out much before and liked staying ho, but she was still within the boundaries of normalcy, far from the freak she was now.
Yes, freak.
In the past, when she saw attractive boys on the street, she would feel her heart flutter, but now...
ng Yao: Heh heh.
As she beca more self-disciplined, the number of n who expressed admiration for her increased day by day.
"ng Yao, I like you."
The handso man holding a fiery bouquet of roses before her was exactly the type ng Yao used to adore.
Her heart, which should have been pounding, was now calm, like a pool of stagnant water, without a ripple or trace.
ng Yao, with a cold expression, replied indifferently, "Sorry, only between n can there be pure love. There is no possibility between us; my only love is science."
The confessing man’s face instantly darkened. While ng Yao appeared calm, inwardly, she was screaming obscenities.
Wanting to cry but having no tears~
Obviously, that wasn’t the ssage she intended to convey, but what she uttered ended up in this fashion.
ng Yao said, "I know many outstanding n. Perhaps I can introduce you to so of them."
The quality man confessing to her angrily threw the roses at ng Yao.
"Even if you refuse, there’s no need to insult ..."
ng Yao expressionlessly brushed off the crushed rose petals from her face, calmly took a sip of her cold coffee on the table, then stood up and walked away.
As she turned away, the muscles on her face twitched and contorted into a frightening grimace.
The ninety-eighth...
This was the ninety-eighth quality man she had rejected for the sa bizarre reason.
Although she once enjoyed fantasizing about male-male pairings, that didn’t an she was an asexual organism.
ng Yao felt her soul receive one hundred and twenty thousand points of damage, and to compensate, she went ho and completed a whole set of math problems.
Who knows how she developed this thod of dispelling frustration?
Over twenty years later, ng Yao, who remained single, was honored as the youngest female scientist, with rumors outside saying that Ms. ng Yao devoted her entire life selflessly to science, leaving her with no ti or energy to address personal matters.
Everyone was moved by Ms. ng Yao’s spirit of seeking knowledge.
Only ng Yao, who knew the truth, shook her head frantically within, crying out in pain: I am not, it’s not true, don’t misunderstand....
Look into her sincere eyes, she really was forced.
ng Yao: These stupid mortals....
When ng Yao spoke these words, she was startled to realize she was already forced to stand at a height unreachable by many.
Although the towering view was unique, and she enjoyed being looked up to, ng Yao’s lifelong satisfaction remained unsettled.
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Extra (Part 2)
When the gentle consciousness in his body withdrew, Young Master Su felt reluctant to let it go.
Regaining ownership over his body and looking at everything familiar around him, Young Master Su felt sowhat dazed.
After experiencing three lifetis, finally liberated, Young Master Su was imnsely grateful to the suddenly descended consciousness, regardless of what it was, it was his savior, delivering him from the abyss.
Everything restored to normal, Young Master Su acquired a new hobby: an obsession with solving various high-difficulty test papers.
His past experiences told him there were many unknown possibilities in fields unknown to him.
If the end of science is indeed Divine Study, he would dedicate all his finite ti to the infinite pursuit of knowledge, hoping to shorten the distance with that mysterious existence.
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