Therefore, Li Peifeng objectively adhered to the body with a "steel kidney" and "prosthetic implant," while subjectively following his inner emotional needs, presenting himself as a greedy scoundrel in the eyes of the women around him, using constantly fulfilled desires and emotions to evade the future he must face.

Initially, Li Peifeng was always anxious and somewhat struggling because no matter what, he would eventually lose them, and everything he did now seemed pointless; the happier he was now, the sadder he would be when he lost them.

It wasn’t until he heard his father’s words, "Feel it well," that he gradually gained some understanding.

It is that the future doesn’t matter; what matters is following one’s heart, enjoying the present, and treating every day as the last.

After all, what feels distant isn’t time, but two or three irreversible events in life.

And this is the main reason Li Peifeng wants to bravely engage in intimate relationships with multiple girls despite the difficulties.

The long years ahead ensure he’ll inevitably face constant farewells from people around him, amid countless separations of life and death...

He just wants to make his first half of life fuller and more fulfilling;

with fewer regrets in the second half of life, and even fewer.

Li Peifeng: "Indeed, I might live a shorter life. Last night with you, we spent half an hour together, and just for that, I’ve shortened my lifespan by half an hour. I’m so scared! How about we stop doing it?"

He Yimeng: "(Smiling) I’ll definitely pay you in the future!"

He Yimeng: "To buy the rest of your life!"

...

"From January 8th to 15th, Endpoint will hold its annual conference in Shanghai. Not only have you won an award, but due to your excellent image, you might also be responsible for handing out awards to other authors. Can you come?"

In the blink of an eye, time arrived at this special day, December 31, 2121. Early in the morning, while Li Peifeng was having breakfast with Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning at Jintian City Apartments, he received a call from Xia Sheng.

"Oh? This year’s annual conference finally remembered me?"

Li Peifeng teased with some surprise, recalling clearly how he was treated as a nonentity when he attended the web literature week press conference in Hangzhou with Zhao Qingge.

That year, two-three, Web Literature Summit, I stood outside like a loser.

Just two months have passed, and I’m still twenty-three years old, with just over ten hours left in 2121, and now I’m about to take the stage as the leading star to receive an award?

"Who else would we invite if not you?" Xia Sheng joked: "You’re the only dual-platform master in Endpoint; even if no one else is invited, you must be invited. On top of that, the invitation card has already been sent, you should receive it by tomorrow."

The description of being the dual-platform master wasn’t overly exaggerated by Xia Sheng; Li Peifeng’s strength in the female platform was indisputable. Before the conclusion of "The Female Sovereign," it ranked at the top of the entire site’s best-selling list daily. Even now, a month after its completion, it has stayed in the top three bestsellers without falling off, and with fifty-eight thousand collections, it stood fifth in the overall collection ranking of the female site.

As for Li Peifeng’s other works like "Evil CEO," "Bald Girl," etc., they have resurfaced into bestseller lists within the top twenty due to traction from his short video accounts or from adaptations into films, comics, animation.

Li Peifeng estimates that the royalties from the electronic rights of his female novels in December might be more than last month, probably around seven to eight hundred thousand, not including other profits from comic adaptations and physical books.

On the male platform, "Chronicles of Sword and Magic" was published just six days ago, with less than forty thousand words, yet it’s already making a mark; its performance improves each day, collections have risen to over two hundred thousand, securing the first place on the site’s new book list, demonstrating the level of a seasoned platinum male platform author, with no traces of managerial intervention, which industry insiders recognize as raw talent shining through. The work shows great promise for future popularity, and ’Earthly One Ounce Wind’ naturally became a dual-platform master.

The evaluations written under this pen name by the editors have changed as well, going beyond previous remarks like ’The work is highly creative, the style humorous and witty,’ now offering more lavish praise;

[Endpoint Group’s platinum author, leading figure of the network literature academic school, a rarely seen all-round superstar writer proficient in multiple domains and genres, with bestselling works and strong literary attributes.]

"Where? To Shanghai for the annual conference?" Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning overheard the phone conversation and quietly mentioned.

"Isn’t it a bit rushed? We booked tickets for the 5th to go home, and if he’s heading to Shanghai on the 7th..."

Li Peifeng also had this concern. Thinking it over, he reluctantly asked, "If I don’t go, is there any problem?"

Xia Sheng immediately replied, "I suggest you come. First, it’s an opportunity to network with peers, and exchange ideas with them might give you inspiration. Second, this year’s conference, in collaboration with the Shanghai TV Station, will feature a grand evening gala where various celebrities, directors, and investors from the film industry will attend. If you can show up, promote your work, you might just sell more rights. Even if nothing suitable comes up, it would still raise your and your work’s profile."

Li Peifeng was contemplating the pros and cons, hesitatingly expressing his dilemma: "The main reason is, I want to return home for New Year’s as early as possible."

"Attend the meeting and then return home; it won’t delay your celebration, and you can bring family along, with up to four tickets and accommodation covered."

After speaking, Xia Sheng seemed determined, adding: "If you come, I’ll treat you to a meal—stay one day, and I’ll treat you for that day!"

Li Peifeng coughed dryly: "Let me think it over!"