I asked you to write a light novel, but you wrote about living?

As soon as Chang Liren disappeared outside the glass door, the living room fell silent.

Aunt Zhang was the only one left quietly boiling water in the kitchen, the "glug-glug" sound coming through a semi-transparent glass door.

Yu Yin was still tightly clutching the small box with the pink ribbon in her arms.

She squatted down beside the wooden coffee table, put the box down, reached out and pulled, and the light pink ribbon came undone on its own.

The lid was opened.

Inside was a layer of milky white velvet, with two round grooves recessed in it, in which lay two bracelets. The bracelets were very light and thin, like two fine coils of wire attached to the skin, and their color was a low-key matte gray.

Yu Yin exclaimed "Wow!"

She had lived in the downtown area for ten years and knew what this thing was called.

The kids from the Seventh Slum who worked odd jobs with her at the junkyard loved to gather under the old holographic GG sign on the street corner, craning their necks to look at the little glowing ring on the wrist of the Midtown executive. They called it an "AI bracelet."

She never dreamed that one day she would be able to wear one.

Yu Yin grinned and reached out to take out the bracelet. It was cool to the touch, with the feel of metal, but softer than metal.

She pondered for a moment, then decisively slipped it onto her thin wrist.

The next second—

"Beep".

With a very soft click, the bracelet's understated matte gray band silently emitted a warm white light.

The light traced a circle around her wrist and then went out.

Immediately afterwards, in mid-air.

A semi-transparent, light blue holographic screen unfolds from above the bracelet.

The screen was small, about the size of a palm, with a few simple icons floating on it, hovering quietly about a hand's width in front of Yu Yin.

"oops--"

Yu Yin was so startled that she took half a step back and almost bumped into the wooden coffee table.

She looked up at Yu Wen, opened her mouth,

"Brother, how do you use this thing?"

Yu Wen wheeled over and picked up the other bracelet as well.

A matte gray metal ring is attached to the fingertip.

He held it, and a scene suddenly popped into his mind...

Tony Stark had such a thing; with a wave of his hand, a pale blue holographic screen would appear in mid-air, and he could drag whichever part he wanted.

He sat in the theater back then, and after watching the movie, he remarked to someone:

"If this thing really existed, it would be incredibly cool."

He never imagined that one day he would actually wear one.

Yu Wen slipped the bracelet onto his wrist.

"Beep."

His pale blue light screen also spread out from above the bracelet.

"Brother, do you know how to use it?"

Yu Yin tilted her head and asked him.

"...I'll give it a try."

Yu Wen stared at the light screen, reached out and poked it. His finger passed through the light but didn't touch anything, and the icons didn't react.

He hovered his fingertip over an icon for a second.

no response.

Yu Wen raised an eyebrow.

He thought for a moment, then simply withdrew his hand and stared directly at the icon for two seconds.

"Beep".

The icon is lit up.

Yu Wen was taken aback.

He shifted his gaze to another one, and as soon as he focused, "beep"—it lit up again. He shifted his gaze again, and "beep" again.

He then realized that this thing didn't require any hands.

This is eye tracking.

Wherever he looks, the light follows.

Yu Wen smiled.

This thing is even more advanced than Tony Stark's.

"What are you laughing at, bro?"

Yu Wen didn't answer, but told her the method.

Yu Yin, half-believing and half-doubting, picked an icon and stared at it.

"Beep".

That icon lit up.

"……Wow!"

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately.

"Brother, it really knows where I'm looking!"

"Um."

This is the first time Yu Wen has truly used something from the "future" since he transmigrated to this world.

……

The doorbell rang around 2 p.m.

Aunt Zhang wiped her hands on her apron and went to open the door.

"Hello, I'm Jack Carter. Mr. Chang Liren asked me to come over."

The man's voice outside the door could be heard clearly from the living room.

His Chinese was so fluent that it didn't sound like that of a foreigner, but his intonation always carried a slight, straightforward quality characteristic of native English speakers.

Yu Yin, who had just turned off the light screen, subconsciously looked up and gazed at the door.

The next second, she froze on the sofa.

This was the first time in her life that she had ever seen a white man in person.

She had neatly trimmed chestnut-brown short hair, a defined jawline, a high and narrow nose, and light gray-blue eyes.

Yu Yin glanced at him a few more times without realizing it, then suddenly realized that she might have been a little rude. She subconsciously shrank her neck and shifted her gaze to her knees.

But after only two seconds, he couldn't help but sneak a glance over again.

As soon as Carter entered the room, he saw Yu Wen in a wheelchair at the other end of the living room.

He didn't rush forward, but simply stood at the entrance and smiled at Yu Wen.

"Hello, Mr. Yu."

He started in English, then naturally switched back to Chinese.

"Hello, Mr. Yu."

"I am Jack Carter, Regional Director of the West Coast Region for Microlight. I apologize for disturbing you."

"Mr. Carter, you must be tired from your journey. Please have a seat."

Cardi nodded, took a long stride, and sat down in front of the light gray sofa.

He sat down casually, draping his arm over the back of the sofa, a stark contrast to the upright and perpetually tense posture of the local businessmen in the Midtown area. It was as if he had returned to his own living room.

Aunt Zhang quietly brought over two cups of hot water and then tiptoed out.

Carter glanced across the coffee table and saw Yu Yin sitting on another sofa, her neck hunched over.

He smiled at Yu Yin and said:

"Are you Mr. Yu's sister?"

Yu Yin paused for a moment, then nodded hastily.

"Hello there."

Carter naturally reached out his hand to her; his hand had distinct knuckles and a thin callus on his palm.

"My name is Jack."

Yu Yin stared blankly at her brother for a moment, and only after he nodded did she cautiously extend her thin little hand:

"...My name is Yu Yin."

"Yu Yin".

Carter repeated it in English:

"A nice-sounding name."

Yu Yin's face flushed red instantly, and she quickly withdrew her hands, hugging her knees and shrinking deeper into the sofa.

Yu Wen watched from the side and couldn't help but chuckle.

His sister, who usually haggles with scarred men in the downtown area without fear, suddenly became timid in front of a polite white man.

Carter didn't seem to care.

He turned his gaze back to Yu Wen, leaned forward slightly, rested his elbows on his knees, and stared directly at Yu Wen with his grey-blue eyes.

"Mr. Yu."

"As you probably guessed, I rushed over here overnight for no other reason than..."

He got straight to the point:

"It's for 'or'"

Yu Wen: ? ? ?

Oh.

It was for "To Live".