[Original work / corruption / one female lead / nonhuman / cannibalism]
“Are you happy?”
The question written in blood on the wall marked the beginning of Yang Ji's nightmares. The corridor stretched on without end, the bloody words whispered madness, and the feast of his own kind made him sick. Only the charred figure beneath the tree of corpses in his dreams seemed to be waiting for a rain of redemption.
In reality, he has everything: a warm home, a nagging mother, his sharp-tongued rich-kid friend Ji Xueyi, and Su Yao, the transfer student who has just entered his heart.
But cracks are everywhere: old dust gathers in his mother's room, his friend's smile is occasionally hollow, and Su Yao's ice sword is pressed against his throat as she demands the name of someone who doesn't exist.
As false warmth begins to overlap with bloody truth, and those closest to him smile as they offer him bloodstained bowls and chopsticks, Yang Ji must choose: will he sink into a beautiful illusion, or face the truth about himself, a truth powerful enough to shatter the world?
I am... Yang Ji.
No... I am Yang Yiqianling.
Jump, jump, jump, hehe, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee, hee
After searching for a long time, I finally found a good book, a masterpiece!
It's good, but can the heroine appear soon?