Extra: If Xia Yan Became a Girl 1

A light shone on the phone screen, revealing that the number of days since the app was opened had reached a full nine hundred days.

Normally, people keep track of the length of their relationship, or their friends' or their own birthdays.

But for Xia Yan, none of these were clearly the case.

As an extremely self-disciplined man whose goal is to become a man who is not interested in women, Xia Yan is obviously able to completely disregard such vulgar desires. To become an excellent man, eliminating such situations is clearly the most correct choice.

After picking up the towel placed to the side, Xia Yan slowly wiped away the sweat that had accumulated all over his body from exercising.

Whether it's the strong muscles on his arms or the well-defined eight-pack abs, they all speak to his original talent, which was not enhanced by the Nine Dragon Potion, as well as his hard work and self-discipline.

Although I've just finished high school, I'm an adult now, so I need to prepare for the decadent college life ahead.

Xia Yan was very clear that he could only rely on himself.

Thinking of his "childhood friend" with whom he used to send each other many short videos and rants every day, but hadn't seen each other in real life for a long time, Xia Yan never imagined what it would be like if he were to fall on hard times and need his friend's help.

Given that both Yu Yu syndrome and social anxiety are practically intractable problems, all Xia Yan can do is try his best to keep her company online.

He certainly didn't want to wake up one day to find his best friend lying dead, as if cut by a knife.

However, social anxiety and staying at home isn't something that can be improved simply by his own self-persuasion. It's just a matter of hoping that things will gradually get better after he goes to university.

After all, they got into the same university, and their homes weren't too far apart.

If they could go to and from school together or go for walks together, it would probably help his social anxiety a lot.

With that thought in mind, Xia Yan draped a towel over his shoulder. After a short rest, it was time for his shower.

As a clean and meticulous guy, taking a shower after exercising is a daily necessity.

Unlike women who need to take a long time to shower, men can simply take a good shower, apply some shower gel, rinse it off, and that's it.

Feeling refreshed, Xia Yan gulped down the protein and various acids in the bottle after leaving the bathroom.

Even without the blessing of the Nine Dragon Power, it still needs the blessing of the protein's power.

Lying comfortably on the bed, Xia Yan turned off the lights and her phone, waiting to drift off into a sweet dream.

There are so many sad things in reality that only in dreams can one feel the fleeting reality of what one longs for.

Should I go to work during this holiday? There are still about two months left. If I want to go somewhere else to travel, it wouldn't be so much about enjoying myself as a reward.

I still have a lot of savings left, more than enough to support myself through university.

Although millions may seem like a lot, in reality, if you're extravagant, it can all be spent very quickly.

So we still need to save money properly...

As Xia Yan pondered, he gradually drifted off to sleep, enveloped in a deep sense of drowsiness.

On mornings when you don't have to go to school or work, you feel like you can just lie in bed all day without feeling guilty.

Normally, Xia Yan rarely gets to sleep until noon. Her long-term self-disciplined routine has long since made her wake up at seven o'clock every morning, as if she has a built-in alarm clock.

Xia Yan felt a little unwell, but she couldn't quite describe the feeling.

My throat is a little dry, and I still feel a bit tired even after sleeping for so long.

My body also feels a bit sore.

Could it be that yesterday's workout was too intense? But it was just a normal amount of exercise, and she didn't feel any discomfort...

With some struggle, Xia Yan opened her eyes and instinctively reached for her phone, which was placed beside her pillow.

However, compared to how easily I could hold my favorite large-screen phone in my hand before, now it takes several attempts to finally pick it up.

I didn't do any arm training yesterday. Are push-ups really that hard on the arms?

After feeling the phone in his hand become somewhat heavy, Xia Yan couldn't help but feel a slight sense of doubt.

I picked up my phone, and the screen showed that it was 11:11, exactly 11:11.

The message bar contained a few unimportant apps, as well as short videos of Tang syndrome shared by Hua Xin, his good friend.

Xia Yan knew the content of the video without even watching it.

He scoffed confidently, but the voice that followed in the room was not his usual magnetic, masculine voice; instead, it was the complete opposite.

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment.

No...

Why is there a woman in the house?

Is the room haunted?

However, as someone with a pure yang body, how could she possibly be afraid of something like a female ghost? Heh heh, it's more likely that female ghosts would avoid her and run away in fear at the sight of her masculine aura!

With a serious expression, Xia Yan suddenly shouted loudly and with great energy:

"I'm not afraid of what you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the voice that was clearly a girl's made Xia Yan fall silent, and the drowsiness he had just woken up vanished instantly.

Xia Yan was certain that she should be clear-headed and calm now.

Without saying anything more, Xia Yan gracefully chose to ignore the long hair that had been accidentally touched while she sat up, which was draped over her shoulder.

When the phone screen is off, it becomes a pure black mirror.

Xia Yan shakily raised her phone and held it up to her face.

Then, with a "thud," it fell straight onto the blanket before a few more seconds had passed.

Xia Yan's face and eyes looked as if he had won five million yuan and simultaneously stepped in dog shit on the roadside.

Swallowing hard, Xia Yan slowly lowered his head and lifted the blanket covering him.

Since it's summer, men obviously only need to wear underwear when sleeping at night.

But what's going on with those snow-white bumps growing on my body now?

Where are her abs?

What about the results of her hard work?

In silence, Xia Yan walked into the bathroom with her heart pounding and stood in front of the mirror.

A girl with very smooth, long hair that almost reached her waist, a slender figure, and a height of about 1.73-1.75 meters appeared in the mirror.

All of these could be discarded, but what Xia Yan found unbelievable was "his" incredibly beautiful and charming face.

After countless attempts to confirm that he wasn't dreaming, Xia Yan thought of a sentence.

If the power bestowed upon you by God is not used for an extended period, God will take it back.

Xia Yan went back to her room, put on some clothes, and then silently dialed the number of her only brother.

After a few beeps, the call was connected.

"Hey? Lao Xia, what's wrong...?"

"Don't mention it if you're going out to play."

Xia Yan opened her mouth, seemingly hesitating about something, but in the end, facing the only person she could confide in, she could only briefly explain her current predicament.

A pleasant female voice came through the telephone:

"Prison Flower..."

You might not believe it.

"I took a nap and woke up as a girl??"