“Gulp~”
“Slurp~~”
This was probably the simplest dinner Lin Beixing had ever had.
A cup of instant noodles, one sausage—and tucked in the corner of Lu Yu’s room, she’d even found a whole case of cola.
Her bright eyes crinkled shut with bliss.
For the first time, she realized eating “junk food” could feel this good.
If she could have this every day? She’d gladly accept gaining weight or even shrinking a little.
After all, “happiness” was rare and precious to Lin Beixing—something money couldn’t buy, and exactly what she needed right now.
“Gurgle, gurgle~ Haa~~”
Finishing the last drop from the can, Lin Beixing leaned back, full and content.
She tidied the desk quickly, then slumped into the chair and spun around once.
Beneath the bare bulb, a fragile spiderweb swayed gently in the breeze.
A freedom she’d never known before.
Ever since swapping bodies with Lu Yu at noon, her heart had swung between panic and unease.
Only after returning to his room did the tension slowly ease—maybe the body instinctively relaxed at home, or maybe Lin Beixing was simply savoring the quiet joy of solitude…
She actually felt… comfortable.
And weirdly okay with staying in Lu Yu’s body a little longer.
“Meow~~”
While lost in thought, the little black cat slipped out from under the desk.
It had barely touched the heaping bowl of cat food—only about a tenth gone, despite its best efforts.
Agile as could be, it leaped up, soft paws landing squarely on Lin Beixing’s stomach.
“Whoa! You’re heavy!”
Caught off guard, she still couldn’t hide her delight—this was her first time being this close to a fluffy creature.
The fur was wonderfully soft. Aloof expression and all, kittens were still irresistible to any girl.
“Aww~ So cute! Such a plump little belly. What’s your name, little one~?”
She rubbed its tummy—but cats hate that spot. “Meowr!” It squirmed fiercely in her arms, then swatted her cheek.
“Ow! You hit hard, kitty!”
Lin Beixing covered her face, laughing as she playfully wrestled the kitten in the swivel chair.
Outside, night had fully fallen.
Flickering streetlights cast jagged shadows of graffiti on low walls; distant stars twinkled in the hushed sky.
Lu Yu’s window faced the quiet row of late-night snack stalls—too early for crowds, the street lay still.
Lin Beixing leaned against the glass, watching. The evening wind brought no relief—hot air tousled her short bangs.
This male body had zero heat tolerance. Even slight warmth bred irritation.
*Click.* She shut the window, stretched lazily, and turned to switch on the AC—
Only to freeze.
Lu Yu’s house… had no air conditioner!!
Just an old floor fan tucked beside the curtains.
She switched it on. Hot wind blasted her face.
*Clack-clack.* Loose blades rattled—a grating sound that amplified the sweltering restlessness.
“Ahhh! How can anyone live without AC?!”
She slammed the off button, raking frustrated hands through her hair.
Her eyes swept the room again.
*A calm mind brings natural coolness.* True enough.
Besides showering, the only way to beat this heat was to quiet the mind.
And for Lin Beixing—who’d never touched a video game—the best distraction was…
Her gaze landed on Lu Yu’s schoolbag.
*Guess I’ll do some problems.*
She hadn’t planned to touch his homework.
After all, “doing homework” wasn’t in *this guy’s* character settings.
Filling in A-B-C-D on exams was already a miracle; teachers didn’t expect submissions.
But now…
Bored, boiling, and utterly restless, she finally gave in.
Plus—she’d personally promised the math teacher *she’d* submit the test. If they hadn’t swapped back by tomorrow? She’d face punishment *again*, still trapped in Lu Yu’s body.
As a lifelong model student, the very thought of “visiting the teacher’s office for discipline” made her recoil.
“Fine. Homework first.”
Muttering, she unzipped the bag and got to work.
...
“Is this it?”
Lu Yu stared at the doll-sized dinner before him, shock slipping out.
He quickly caught himself—such bluntness didn’t suit the delicate young lady he now inhabited.
“…Is this all for dinner?” he added softly.
“Young miss,” the butler said, placing the final cup of tea before him, “tonight’s meal follows strict nutritional guidelines—balanced and satisfying for your needs. This ginger-brown sugar tea was prepared per Teacher Gao’s request. Please let it cool before drinking.”
Lu Yu sat frozen in the study, eyes locked on the tiny portions.
He’d heard Lin Beixing rarely joined family meals, usually eating alone here due to her grueling schedule.
But that wasn’t the point.
*This* was smaller than his fist.
Less than his cat ate in a day?!
*Screw nutritional balance—how does a rich family starve their own daughter?!*
Nutrition mattered only *after* you were full. What was the point otherwise?!
A million protests burned in his chest.
He swallowed every one.
“I understand. You may go. I need to review.”
He nodded gently, gaze fixed on the food, not the butler.
The moment the door clicked shut—
He wolfed down the rice and delicate sides in two bites.
Sixty seconds flat.
No choice—he was starving.
Now he understood why lunch in Lin Beixing’s body felt “full” after one small bowl.
*She was used to this.*
Half a day pretending to be her had drained him completely.
Being a “beautiful young lady” wasn’t easy.
How had this seemingly fragile girl endured over ten years of this pressure at home… yet still smiled gently at everyone at school?
Deep down, Lu Yu felt a quiet flicker of admiration.
