Mind-contaminating impostor top x SAN-zeroed gold-digging bottom
Ji Senluo is a fair-skinned, handsome young man who is poor but exceptionally proactive. At a young age, he sets his sights on a rich heir.
He plans to keep the other person hooked, make them think they've found true love, and get them to take the initiative. That way, he can climb into their life and rake in the money.
But at the campus festival, Ji Senluo is the first to confess.
As everyone cheers them on, he nestles happily in Ling Shiyu's arms, their lips meeting in a shy kiss.
From everyone else's perspective, they are mutually in love, both running toward each other.
From white sneakers on campus to black shoes on the red carpet, they remain the envy of all, the perfect couple.
Only Ji Senluo knows that Ling Shiyu is a monster wearing human skin.
When he's nearby, everything turns twisted and evil. Even the world itself loops over and over again.
Ji Senluo's first confession, first embrace, and first kiss were never born of love. He did them because he was afraid of Ling Shiyu.
He only wanted to make some money. How did he end up stuck with a terrifying monster he can't shake off?!
At the campus festival, everyone was killed. The entire school was emptied out again and again, until even the sky was stained blood-red.
There was nothing Ji Senluo could do.
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Until one day, Ji Senluo discovers a planned corporate murder.
He decides to keep quiet and play along cleverly.
The car has been sabotaged, so once the monster gets in, he'll be sure to die.
Close to midnight, Ji Senluo makes a call, speaking in a flawlessly sweet, coaxing voice: "Honey, I want blueberry cake from the west side of town. Could you go buy me some, please?~"
The voice on the other end is so calm it inspires terror. "Sure, I'll go buy it. Be a good girl and wait at home for me, okay?"
Ji Senluo is nearly crying with joy. "Mm, love you, honey. See you tomorrow."
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"Ding..." "Ding..."
It's three in the morning. Who could it be?
Ji Senluo hasn't slept all night. Sitting on the sofa, he clutches his phone and waits for a death notification.
Hearing the doorbell, he holds his breath, excitedly tiptoes across the carpet, and rushes to peer through the peephole.
A heap of minced flesh leans against the door, swaying as it keeps ringing the bell.
Outside, the minced flesh smiles at the peephole, revealing gleaming fangs. "Good girl, I'm home."
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Every time the top kills, he gains another clone.
Theme: Even death cannot part us.