Morning Flowers Picked at Dusk — the phrase is literal.
Flowers in the morning, only picked up in the evening.
I failed to appreciate the beauty of the flowers when they were at their peak.
Only when they withered did I belatedly realize their beauty.
When you’re 30, buying things for an 18-year-old.
Going to places you wanted to visit at 20.
It’s already meaningless.
The world doesn’t guarantee a long future, only uncertainty.
To want to buy sweet osmanthus flowers and share wine is not like youthful travels.
The freedom and happiness we spend a lifetime chasing were with us all along.
We were just too busy searching to stop and feel it.
One cannot have both youth and the feeling of youth at the same time…………..
“Ring ring ring——ring ring ring——”
Morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting patches of white light on the pale face of the girl, who frowned slightly, clearly displeased.
“So noisy…why do people have to have 8 a.m. classes?”
On the messy bed, Su Moli complained lazily, casually turning off the alarm clock beside her pillow, then hugging her beloved body pillow with her legs, and rolling over to go back to sleep.
【If you don’t get up soon, you’ll be late for school】
The System gently reminded from nearby.
It really had never encountered such a lazy protagonist.
Other protagonists who got a second chance through rebirth were usually full of ambition, ready to accomplish something great.
If not leveraging knowledge from their time-travel, or differences in information, to invest in commercial real estate, stocks, or write novels—
At the very least, they’d seize time to study hard and try to get into a good university.
At worst, even if a lecherous type, they’d use their older age and experiences to quickly win over their childhood friends.
But this one?
On the very first night after transmigrating, she spent the entire night watching Lifan until five in the morning before finally sleeping.
(No choice — after all, she’d never seen the Matriarchal World’s Lifan, so she had to catch up quickly~ Su Moli explained.)
For the System, as a Romance System, it was almost tearful.
If it had known, it wouldn’t have given its host such excellent conditions.
It should have been like the system of Baichuan Eve next door, making her owe tens of trillions of debts, forcing her to endure Debt Therapy by Electric Tentacles if she didn’t repay—then she’d definitely be motivated.
【If you don’t get up soon, you won’t be able to see all the beautiful girls in school and the Classroom Full of Lolis!】
“!!!”
“What?! Why didn’t you say so earlier?!”
Hearing the System’s voice, Su Moli, who had been lazily indulging in the last bit of softness on her bed, immediately opened her eyes and sprang up like a carp flipping on dry land.
【……】
Watching Su Moli hurriedly jump out of bed and get dressed, the System was helpless—finding the right approach really mattered.
But then it realized a terrifying truth: wouldn’t it have to wake her up every day from now on?
Wouldn’t that just increase its workload?
【Can you get up by yourself in the future?】
“I don’t know.”
【You set the alarm clock, why can’t it wake you?】
“Maybe the alarm sound is too ugly, so I hate getting up.”
【What kind of sound wouldn’t make you hate waking up?】
“The voice of the Lifan heroine, of course! It’s both beautiful and makes people excited. If there are strangers nearby, the effect is even better.”
【You really have no hope.】
“Isn’t it right that beautiful girls do everything correctly? Hehe (>∀<)。”
In front of the mirror, Su Moli chatted idly with the System in her mind, eyes full of admiration as she looked at herself.
Truly, a pretty girl looks good in anything.
Even just an ordinary Blue-and-White School Uniform and a pair of blue shorts radiated youthful vitality.
【It’s 7:26 now. You’re five kilometers from school. If you miss the next bus, you’ll be late.】
The System kindly reminded from the side.
But Su Moli didn’t care, still calmly finishing getting dressed, picking up her phone, and heading out the door.
The street was bustling early in the morning.
The road was filled with commuters wearing work uniforms, speeding by on electric bikes.
The breakfast shops by the roadside had long prepared steaming, fragrant xiaolongbao, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and hand-grabbed pancakes.
On the sidewalks, energetic students bit down on bread, hurrying anxiously toward their school.
Su Moli, though a second-year high school Student, was very different.
Even though she was nearly late, she wasn’t worried at all.
Life.
Why worry?
Because she now owned a Capital City Center Apartment worth over two million yuan, which she could easily sell to live the Rural Lying Flat Life.
【Host, if you don’t get on the bus soon, I won’t be able to trigger the Plotline and start your Capture Mission.】
The System’s nagging voice echoed again, motherly and persistent.
“Relax, what’s the rush? Isn’t being late part of the youth experience?”
“And you keep pushing me to go romance those heroines at school — you’re not some dark, twisted blowfish, are you? You just like watching beautiful girls.”
【……】
“If you keep pushing, I swear I’ll apply to drop out this morning just because my left foot hurts when I step on the school gate.”
【666】
On the bus, Su Moli finally, at the last second, boarded the final bus that could get her to school on time.
The first thing she noticed upon entering was the unique stench — a mix of human sweat, uncleaned wash water gone sour, and the cramped smell of the air conditioning running nonstop with closed doors and poor ventilation.
The smell was so foul that it almost made Su Moli nauseous in just a second.
Indeed, for those who get motion sickness, going out is torture, even if it’s just five kilometers to school.
Why do I have to go to school?
Maybe I should just ask for leave.
The bus ride is too uncomfortable.
Seeing the serious, lifeless expressions on all the other passengers, Su Moli’s resolve wavered again.
【Aren’t you a 30-year-old uncle? You’ve been through the hardships of society. Why is your willpower weaker than that of an elementary schooler?】
The System asked, puzzled.
Su Moli just chuckled softly, unwilling to explain further.
Only those who have worked know: work is like prison.
Facing a boss who constantly piles on tasks, clients with impossible demands, stagnant pay, and coworkers fiercely competing, managing not to lose one’s mind is an extraordinary feat.
After all, as a former man now living in a Matriarchal World as a woman, the identity society assigned was that of a beast of burden — no complaints, only work.
Otherwise, you’re a social parasite, lazy, and a disappointment to your parents and society.
Under this long-imposed mental stamp, even resting or taking holidays feels like a sin.
Comparing a day’s time to its wages — is it worth it?
Under such pressure, even shedding tears is forbidden.
One must work like a machine day after day without fatigue, barely having the strength to speak.
So, the only outlet might just be verbal complaints.
Of course, at night, alone in bed, watching Lifan is allowed.
【Hey, do you want to experience the feeling of youth?】
While Su Moli was still immersed in her own daze, the System’s coaxing voice sounded again — no longer urging, but gently asking.
“Sure.”
Although unsure what the System wanted, Su Moli was eager to feel youth, nodding inside.
【Now move your right foot forward 5 cm】
(Chief Seat’s insight)
Obediently, Su Moli moved her right foot forward 5 cm.
【Throw your Key on the bus platform’s handrail in the middle】
Su Moli did as told, tossing the house key.
【Good. Now wait two seconds, bend down to pick it up, remember to raise your head, face up, and look straight ahead】
“And then?”
As Su Moli followed the System’s instructions, curiosity stirring, suddenly a harsh screech of brakes sounded.
Accompanied by startled shouts, she felt her face hit by a warm, soft mass.
She then fell heavily to the ground, struggling to breathe.
“Ah—sorry >人< sorry >人<”
“I didn’t mean it………………”
The bus driver braked suddenly.
Chen Wenwen lost her balance and staggered backward.
She expected her butt to hurt but instead found it soft when she sat down and immediately scrambled to look.
On the floor lay a girl with a strikingly handsome and spirited face, currently sitting beneath Chen Wenwen’s fall.
【How’s that? Youthful enough?】
“Absolutely!”
Su Moli silently gave a thumbs-up from the ground, unable to get up.
(Aaah, my life is over.)
Chen Wenwen, a Good Student, blushed bright red, unable to say a word as she looked at the girl sprawled on the ground—wearing the exact same school uniform as her.