** Chapter 1: Transmigration**
“Xiaotu Ai, class is over! Let’s go home.” Li Si’er looked helplessly at the “Sleeping Angel” who had slept all day. Actually, she had woken up, but only because she was hungry and got up to eat some cake. It was strange; although Xiaotu was lazy, she had never slept through an entire day before. Li Si’er continued her relentless task of waking her up.
“Xiaotu Ai, if you don’t get up, Senior Han is going to leave. Don’t forget, he promised to treat us to unlimited ice cream cake.” Si’er whispered the temptation into Xiaotu’s ear, a trick that never failed. Upon hearing “ice cream cake,” Xiaotu immediately opened her eyes. “Oh right, Senior Han said he would treat Xiaotu to cake… Si’er, but it seems like school isn’t over yet. Let Xiaotu sleep a bit more, wake me up later, okay?” Her sweet, yet not cloying voice sounded a bit lazy from not being fully awake. After speaking, she was about to fall back asleep.
“Xiaotu Ai, are you a pig? I think I should rename you ‘Xiaotu Pig.’ Do you know you’ve slept all day? The whole class has left, even the cleaning students are gone. If you don’t leave, I won’t wait for you. I have to hurry and meet my ‘Prince Han.'” Li Si’er was lost in her self-absorption.
“Then let’s go, Si’er. Xiaotu has been so strange these days, always wanting to sleep. If we’re late, my favorite cake shop will close.” Xiaotu looked pitifully at Li Si’er with her delicate face.
“It’s okay, I’ll wake you up… Your pitiful look just activates my maternal instincts,” Li Si’er promised earnestly.
“En, Si’er is the best.” Hearing Si’er’s words, Xiaotu immediately beamed, her big eyes full of joy.
In a certain city, Xiaotu’s favorite cake shop, “Strawberry House,” had a unique and adorable decor. Tables shaped like strawberries, with many beautiful crystal lamps underneath, creating a unique ambiance through the translucent glass… Swings made of rattan were placed beside each table, adorned with vines and small strawberries, though fake, they looked real. The shop’s signature strawberry scent made one’s mouth water. On the counter, various signature cakes were displayed, each as exquisite as a divine artwork, but they were limited editions, with only five of each kind available daily, naturally at a high price…
The shop was filled with many potted plants, not flowers or trees, but special strawberries. They couldn’t be eaten but were used like other potted plants for decoration…
The pink crystal door opened, and two girls walked in. One, a stunning beauty, was looking around as if searching for someone, while the other was staring directly at the cakes in the display case, her eyes sparkling with excitement and longing.
“Xiaotu is here.” A very handsome boy waved to them.
“Senior Han.” Li Si’er, seeing Han Xichen, reacted just like Xiaotu when she saw cake, eager to “devour” him. She dragged Xiaotu over, ignoring her resentful look.
“Senior, sorry we’re late,” Si’er said softly, blushing.
“It’s okay, I just got here too. Xiaotu, all the signature cakes today are for you,” Han Xichen said affectionately, looking at Xiaotu. In fact, he had arrived two hours ago and had already reserved today’s cakes the day before. These weren’t something money could simply buy.
“Really! Senior, you’re so nice. I’ve only had them twice, and both times my brother bought them for me. These signature cakes are so hard to get. You’re amazing, Senior.” Xiaotu smiled happily, her smile momentarily stunning Han Xichen, like an angel’s smile, so sweet and warm. For a moment, he felt he truly saw an angel.
“Xiaotu, go pick out the cakes. Pick some for me and the Senior too, take your time,” Si’er winked at Xiaotu. She knew the Senior liked Xiaotu, but Xiaotu didn’t feel the same. Xiaotu seemed to only care about her pastries, so Si’er decided to claim this “poor little rabbit” for herself.
Xiaotu understood immediately; Si’er was about to prey on another “poor little rabbit.” Xiaotu thought Si’er was similar to her, only instead of liking pastries, Si’er liked handsome guys.
Xiaotu excitedly looked at the variety of cakes, her eyes twinkling, but suddenly she felt dizzy. It seemed like the cakes were waving at her… Don’t run, they’re all mine…
In the clouds, a porcelain-like girl lay quietly, murmuring softly, her long wavy hair falling to her knees, creating an enchanting scene that took one’s breath away. Her adorable, delicate appearance made one want to hold her and cherish her…
A dazzlingly beautiful male god riding a winged white tiger approached. “Ling Ying, you’ve gone through nine reincarnations. This life is your last in the mortal world. When the time comes, the Divine Emperor will surely allow you to return to your rightful position.” His ethereal, gentle words came from his sensual lips. After speaking, he squatted down, carefully examining Xiaotu’s face, revealing a smile that could dim the stars, then kissed her forehead lightly, like a butterfly briefly alighting…
Satisfied, he rode away on the white tiger. As soon as he turned, the clouds returned to normal, as if the previous scene was just an illusion.
A white jade bed, large enough for five, with exquisite carvings, flawless in every detail. Through the purple drapes, one could see a figure lying sideways, her long curls spread out, some playful strands clinging to her cheeks. Her skin, smooth and flawless like the finest silk, made even the jade bed seem dull in comparison. Her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows were closed, long eyelashes slightly upturned, her petite nose breathing evenly, and her unpainted red lips looked like the sweetest fruit in the world, inviting one to taste their nectar. Such a beautiful scene could steal one’s breath…
“Doll, from now on, you’re my treasure alone,” a voice filled with deep affection and lazy charm came from beside the girl. The man propped his head with one hand, using the other to gently trace the contours of Xiaotu’s face with his palm, as if she were the rarest treasure in the world. Here is the English of the provided Chinese text:
He possessed an androgynous face that could bewitch the world, with silver hair and captivating silver eyes. His every move exuded charm, inadvertently displaying a seductive allure. A blood-red lotus on his forehead was stunningly beautiful, perfectly complementing his otherworldly visage. At that moment, he was practicing the “Blood Lotus” secret manual of the demon realm, but unexpectedly, he lost control, his mind clouded, spewing blood from his mouth, wielding the “Soul Devouring Sword” wildly. Within ten miles, everything turned to charcoal, blood splattered, as if a hell on earth. Here, even if he died, no one would know because the guards by his side couldn’t stop him; they had already perished under the “Soul Devouring Sword.” This was his secret training ground in the forest, known only to him and a few loyal followers.
Pink, bright red, and white cherry blossoms fluttered down from the sky, their unique fragrance covering the gruesome scene below, masking the scent of blood with the refreshing aroma of cherry blossoms. Amidst the swirling cherry blossoms, a girl gracefully descended. Her beautiful, curly hair spread across the ground, her petite figure and sweet, flawless face bathed in moonlight, looking ethereal. Lying on the cherry blossom petals, she appeared like a delicate porcelain doll, too sweet to be real… as if an angel had descended to earth.
