Banana Panic

Nian Jin sui continued his analysis "Also, didn’t you hear just now? After Chu He jun said ‘I like you,’ he almost said Ning Liang’an’s name. I clearly heard the word ‘Ning!’" Qin Chengyu fell silent.  Chu He jun must have been about to say “Nian,” not “Ning.” That Nian Jin sui didn’t realize Chu He jun liked him was understandable— after all, even after being by his side for so long,  Nian Jin sui hadn’t figured out Qin Chengyu’s feelings. But how on earth did he come to the conclusion that Chu He jun liked Ning Liang’an? Just then, Nian Jin sui received a notification from the system: [Friendly reminder: This month, the host’s damage score to Qin Chengyu is 60 points: 45 points for physical damage, 15 points for psychological damage. Monthly damage assessment target achieved. Please keep up the good work.] Nian Jin sui was baffled.  Why had there suddenly been 15 points of psychological damage to Qin Chengyu?  For the past two months, the psychological damage...

Lin Shuqian smiled faintly, a hint of indulgence in his tone.  "Jinsui, how do you know?" Nian Jinsui thought to himself: because he had a god’s-eye view!  Even if Qin Chenglu’s project seemed impressive now,  it didn’t matter. Qin Chengyu would eventually step in. Qin Chengyu was a mysterious powerhouse in the investment world. With just a flick of his finger, he could silently crush Qin Chenglu’s project. In the original plot of the novel, this was exactly how Qin Chengyu destroyed Qin Zhuo’s last shred of hope for Qin Chenglu. Only then did Qin Zhuo remember that he had another grandson, Qin Chengyu. Even though he was a Beta and not someone Qin Zhuo favored, he reluctantly brought Qin Chengyu back into the Qin family, intending to groom him. Little did he know he had brought home a hidden trump card. Of course, Nian Jinsui couldn’t say any of this. He pursed his lips and casually made up a reason: "Just look at Qin Chenglu. I don’t believe he can pull off anythin...

 Hello everyone banana here I'm so sorry for missing a lot of the post (especially GTBPS) and missing navigation bar(still working on it). real life stuff just really get the better out of me.

What he didn’t know was that it wasn’t the fireworks being considerate,  but rather Qin Chengyu, who had arranged for the fireworks, being thoughtful. Qin Chengyu’s eyes carried a doting smile, yet his gaze never strayed from the dazzling fireworks for even a moment.

Just then, the sound of fireworks outside caught Nian Jinsui’s attention. He looked up, but unfortunately, he could only see a small section of the illuminated sky and a few sparks. This world is better—they still allow fireworks, he thought. “What a shame, we can’t see the fireworks properly,” Nian Jinsui murmured. Qin Chengyu glanced upward as well, confirming there was little to see. Nian Jinsui withdrew his gaze, marveling at the irony of his situation. He had died in his original world, yet here he was, celebrating a new year in another. Life truly is unpredictable, like a dream. “Chengyu, do you think there might come a day when you’re ruling the capital, untouchable and admired, while I’m left with nothing?” Nian Jinsui asked abruptly. Caught off guard, Qin Chengyu’s gaze lingered on Nian Jinsui before he replied firmly, “No. That day will never come.” Nian Jinsui chuckled. “How can you be so sure? Life is unpredictable—what’s yours today might be mine tomorrow.” Qin C...

Qin Chengyu's dark, deep-set eyes were close enough to draw Nian Jinsui in, like an endless universe with a mysterious, magnetic pull. For a moment, Nian Jinsui was entranced. He couldn’t help but notice the astonishing length of Qin Chengyu’s eyelashes and the small mole on his right eyelid. That mole, which once seemed cold and indifferent, now appeared gentle and captivating. Only when Qin Chengyu pulled back slightly, creating a sliver of space between their lips, did Nian Jinsui snap back to reality. How could I be admiring his eyes at a time like this? This was my first kiss! Gone! Just like that! Qin Chengyu sat up properly, his voice low and husky as he murmured, “I’m sorry.” His tone carried genuine remorse and apology. “I-It’s fine…” Nian Jinsui stammered. After all, it was his own prank that had backfired. He couldn’t exactly blame Qin Chengyu—this was a classic case of digging his own grave. Qin Chengyu’s gaze lingered on Nian Jinsui, watching his reddening cheeks, his ...

“Jinsui, be good and wear this protective gear. It’ll keep you from getting hurt if you fall,” Nian Yixin tried to sound serious, but the sight of so many turtle-shaped pads made him chuckle uncontrollably. “Wearing protective gear is fine, but couldn’t you have picked something more normal and low-key? Wearing these turtles is so embarrassing!” Nian Jinsui protested reluctantly. “These turtles are adorable! They’re perfect for young people like you,” Nian Yixin said, barely holding back laughter. He turned to Lin Shuqian for backup. “What do you think, Shuqian?” “They’re definitely suitable,” Lin Shuqian said, laughing. “We bought them for Chengyu too. Neither of you knows how to ski, so you both have to wear them. Let him join you in the embarrassment.” The thought of the formidable Qin Chengyu wearing something so ridiculous made Nian Jinsui reconsider. It suddenly didn’t seem so bad. “Alright, I’ll wear them if Chengyu does,” Nian Jinsui conceded. Nian Yixin turned to Qin Che...

Nian Yixin mimed zipping his lips shut, then leaned back in his seat with a playful grin. “We’re here to have fun, so let’s not think about anything else. Just enjoy ourselves!” Lin Shuqian said as he turned up the volume of the car’s music to lighten the atmosphere. “Brother Shuqian is right! Jinsui, forget all the worries—let’s party!” Nian Yixin cheered, swaying enthusiastically to the rhythm. Nian Jinsui burst into laughter at his father’s antics and began swaying to the music as well. “Chengyu, come on, join us!” Without warning, Nian Jinsui grabbed Qin Chengyu’s hand and lifted it, guiding him to move along with the beat. For a moment, Qin Chengyu’s heart seemed to skip a beat. The music faded into the background as all he could hear was the rapid pounding of his own heart. He stared at Nian Jinsui, whose face was glowing with laughter and joy. Quietly, Qin Chengyu tightened his grip on Nian Jinsui’s hand. By the time they arrived at their destination, it was nearly noon...

“Jinsui, are you feeling better?” Hearing this, Nian Jinsui felt the voice was somewhat unfamiliar.  He looked up and noticed a middle-aged man standing behind Qin Chengyu. The man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an air of elegance and warmth. His gaze was filled with concern and affection. Nian Jinsui recognized him immediately—it was his Alpha father, Lin Shuqian, Nian Yixin’s partner. Although it was their first meeting, Nian Jinsui didn’t feel unfamiliar. On the contrary, he felt a sense of closeness and familiarity, reminiscent of his original father. His father had also worn glasses and, like Lin Shuqian, would always gently ask if he was hurt after a fall and encourage him to get up on his own instead of rushing to help. “Father, I’m fine now,” Nian Jinsui said with a serene smile, standing up. Seeing that Nian Jinsui had recovered, Qin Chengyu suggested, “Uncle Lin, Uncle Nian, it’s a bit stuffy here. Why don’t we move to the living room to chat?” “Sure, let’...

After paying the bill, the shop owner escorted Nian Jinsui and Qin Chengyu to the door, surprised to see snow falling outside. “This is the first snow of the year!” Nian Jinsui exclaimed, his eyes sparkling as he eagerly reached out to catch the softly falling snowflakes. “May I have the honor of collaborating with you on a piece?” Nian Jinsui turned around to see the shop owner holding a violin, smiling warmly at him. Clearly, the owner was a romantic artist. With such a sincere invitation, how could Nian Jinsui refuse? “It would be my pleasure,” Nian Jinsui agreed with a smile. He took out his violin and discussed the choice of music with the shop owner. “How about we play the second movement of Winter by Vivaldi?” The shop owner nodded with a smile. “Perfect, it suits the atmosphere.” Standing under the eaves, facing the swirling snow, the two began to play a melody of warmth for the winter. The harmonious and graceful tune drew in passersby, who paused to listen. The music...

“Friends?” Chu Hejun’s eyes lit up, and a warm wave washed over him. This acknowledgment felt like a small step toward closing the distance between them. He immediately relented. “Fine, we won’t pursue this matter further. But let me warn you—stay alert around him. Don’t let him fool you again.” “Got it. I’ll keep my distance from him from now on.” In the novel’s original plot, after this failed scheme, Nian Jinsui would have erupted in anger, blaming everything on Ye Kang. The rift between them would widen, sowing the seeds for future drama. But this new approach worked better—it gave Nian Jinsui a reason to naturally drift apart from Ye Kang. After the hotpot dinner, Nian Jinsui made a call to Ning Liang’an during the car ride home. He explained Ye Kang’s actions and, somewhat awkwardly, asked Ning Liang’an not to hold it against him. The longer Nian Jinsui spoke, the guiltier he felt, but he also understood the system’s directive. Having read the novel, he knew Ye Kang still...

"Jinsui, I haven’t gone out in a while. Can I come with you?" Qin Chengyu’s voice was calm, but his gaze carried a hint of anticipation. Nian Jinsui pondered for a moment before nodding. "Sure, you do need a break. It’s good to relax once in a while." After all, his monthly assessment for harming Qin Chengyu was already complete, so he didn’t need to push him to stay home and work out. Qin Chengyu rarely asked to go out, so it seemed reasonable to indulge him. That evening, Chu Hejun arrived first at the reserved private room. The moment Nian Jinsui entered, his face lit up with a smile—only to freeze upon spotting Qin Chengyu trailing behind. "Jinsui, why did you bring him?" "You didn’t say I couldn’t bring someone. I’ll cover the bill tonight, then." Nian Jinsui sat down without a care, flipping through the menu. "It’s cold. Hotpot is perfect for this weather." Chu Hejun’s disappointment was fleeting, quickly replaced by a forc...

Xilu didn’t reply immediately but instead issued a congratulatory notification. [Congratulations, Host. This month, your assessment score for harming Qin Chengyu has reached 60 points, with 50 points from physical harm and 10 from psychological harm. The monthly assessment has been met. Please continue your efforts.] Nian Jinsui was puzzled.  "Last month, his psychological harm score was zero. Why is it 10 this month?" [The system does not disclose evaluation processes to the host.] "Xilu, come on. I’ve been completing my tasks flawlessly and scoring well. Can’t you give me a little insight? I’m dying to know how I hurt poor little Qin Chengyu’s feelings." [Given the host’s high task performance and positive attitude, the system will make an exception and disclose the evaluation details once.] "Really? Great! Tell me quickly!"  Nian Jinsui eagerly urged. [Based on the system’s evaluation, the main cause of psychological harm to Qin Chengyu this mont...

 Jing Zheng xuan only took off Huai Xu’s pajamas, then rolled up the edge of his underwear to expose his groin for wiping. When he was a child, he was not so particular.  He just asked Huai Xu to put on the emperor's new clothes and started rubbing them. I can’t remember when, Jing Zhengxuan started to avoid these things deliberately. Maybe it was the youthful and ignorant junior high school, or maybe it was the gradually mature high school.  Anyway, after a certain period of time, Jing Zhengxuan was still close to Huai Xu, but despite being close, he also began to pay attention to privacy. Huai Xu's sleep quality has always been very good, and due to his high fever, it was difficult to be woken up by Jing Zhengxuan's gentle movements, and he fell asleep the whole time. After Jing Zhengxuan wiped his groin, he immediately covered him with the quilt, washed the towel, and took Huai Xu's temperature. When the temperature dropped slightly, Jing Zhengxuan breathed a sigh of...

As for teamwork and synergy, Nian Jinsui could only hope for the best. Soon, all the instruments were set, and the ensemble members took their places on stage. The audience fell silent, though whispers lingered in the background. "Am I seeing things? Is that Young Master Nian with a violin? Does he even know how to play?" "I saw in the group chat that Xiao Liu had stomach issues, so they just grabbed someone to fill in and make it look good." "This is going to be so awkward. What if I can't hold back my laughter?" "Shut up," a cold voice cut through the chatter. The two students turned to see Qin Chengyu glaring at them. "Why are you so fierce, Qin Chengyu? I wasn’t even talking about you. Why are you so defensive of Young Master Nian?" one of them retorted, unimpressed by the once-exiled heir of the Qin family. "Don’t provoke him. He might run off to tattle to Young Master Nian," the other whispered, tugging at hi...