A piece of snow cake

Chen Yuan found that his superpowers refreshed every week.
The first week, he noticed a red number attached to any object that exhibited signs of life, ranging from hundreds, thousands, to tens of thousands, and more. The smallest number he had ever seen was 0.00001, atop a teddy bear. A second later, a large truck crushed it.
The second week, he discovered he could hear others' inner voices, uncontrollable. Whatever they thought, they would continuously pour into his head, keeping him from daring to visit places like subways and shopping malls. Moreover, he no longer dared to directly look at the girl with bangs sitting in the back seat who usually kept quiet...
Subsequently, he refreshed other special abilities such as Dream Connection and Body Swapping.
Several weeks later, his superpowers stopped updating. After several peaceful days, he was ready to return to his normal life. Yet, a girl wearing red stood under a gingko tree, tilted her head at him, and asked: "Can you see me?"

My Superpower Refreshes Every Week

At the time, I thought this kid would never smile again.


During a certain period in high school, we became friends, and she even called me Brother.


I've always considered that time a special experience, one I could never forget.


After going to college, I travelled to another place. The students at that prestigious university were all about competition. By my second year, I was busy with papers and job-hunting, hardly having a free afternoon to myself.


After a required class, I carried my books to the canteen with a classmate, planning to hurry to the study room to grab a seat after eating.


On the way, a slant of evening sun filtering through the ivy-covered Old District Auditorium caught my eye.


Instinctively, I averted my gaze, and then I saw a girl with long hair lifted by the cool autumn breeze standing in front of me. She was wearing a beautiful long dress full of youthful vitality. After our eyes met, she placed her hands behind her back, smiled, and asked me:


Chapter 110: Gold Has a Price, Humans Have Emotions (Thanks to Leader Hu Guo) _2