Six years ago, an operation cost Lin Huang nearly three-quarters of his memories.
Believing his life had always been ordinary and uneventful, he wasn't fixated on getting his memories back. Like most people, he simply went about his work and daily life.
But even someone as diligent and reliable as him was on the verge of losing his job.
Business at the Qibo Hotel, where he worked, had declined year after year. Now the group had parachuted in a new president, leaving everyone at the hotel on edge.
The new president was the chairman's second son, with deep, distant eyes and an air of cool, aristocratic detachment. He fired people as ruthlessly as his demeanor suggested.
Worse still, his gaze often seemed to linger on Lin Huang, and he was always making sarcastic remarks.
Lin Huang smiled as he chatted with a colleague. When he turned away, he ran straight into the new president's gaze, dark as a frigid pool. In front of everyone, the man commented languidly:
“Housekeeper Lin certainly knows how to make friends.”
Hoping to earn good reviews, Lin Huang did his best to make the guests feel at ease. As soon as he turned around, the new president warned him coolly, “You should keep your distance from the guests.”
Lin Huang couldn't help wondering: Had he somehow offended Xie Huaixi?
As it turned out, a colleague who had known the new president before quietly let him in on it later:
“I heard you and President Xie had a bit of history. He's never forgotten it.”
“Anyway... you'd better watch yourself.”
The colleague spoke with a strange expression, as though he'd just heard some juicy gossip.
Lin Huang: “...?”
He couldn't remember a thing. Before he could ask what had happened, his colleague had already walked away, tight-lipped.
Completely at a loss, Lin Huang became even more cautious, doing his best to avoid Xie Huaixi as the man's gaze grew increasingly inscrutable.
Days passed. Most of the senior management had been replaced, but Lin Huang remained in his position, safe and sound, and even took part in an important project.
At the celebratory banquet after the project wrapped, Lin Huang lost a game and was forced to take on a dare.
The dare was a big one: confess to President Xie.
Lin Huang gritted his teeth and did it.
Get close, deliver an impassioned confession, then immediately run off and pretend nothing happened.
That was the plan, anyway, until Xie Huaixi pinned him in a corner halfway through his escape.
In the corner, Xie Huaixi's usually impassive face was overcome with emotion, and a fine sheen glimmered beneath his eyes.
In the dim light, Lin Huang heard him demand, his voice hoarse and choked:
“Liar.”
“Are you planning to do this to me again? Is this how you'll toy with me for the third time?”
Lin Huang: “?”
So this was the kind of history he had with Xie Huaixi?
Gentle, kind-hearted white-moonlight seme Lin Huang × president uke who keeps hating him but can never hate him enough to stop loving him, Xie Huaixi
The workplace details are fictionalized. Please don't scrutinize them too closely.
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《Are Villainous Semes in Short Supply? Do Even Cannon Fodder Have to Fill In? [Quick Transmigration]》
In recent years, various Quick Transmigration departments have reformed villainous semes or replaced them with stand-ins in multiple small worlds. This has led to a shortage of villainous semes, leaving the Villainous Seme Department with a staffing crisis: there are no villains left to deploy.
The department head waved a hand and issued the “Notice on Promoting Cannon Fodder from Various Small Worlds to Villainous Seme Positions,” effective immediately.
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A cannon-fodder underling in a noncon story
Mu Fei was informed by the System that he was in a sexually explicit, restricted novel. A poor young man schemed to take the cherished genius's virginity, then used it to threaten and humiliate him. But the villainous seme had already been sent to another world for reform.
System: As a cannon-fodder underling who appears obedient to the cherished genius but secretly resents him, you have to take the villainous seme's place. Scheme to possess and humiliate him.
Mu Fei: That's it? That's not villainous enough.
So, while the System watched in stunned, emotionless silence, Mu Fei seized his chance, secretly blindfolded the cherished genius, and, as a mysterious stranger, possessed and threatened him. In public, he continued to be the other's humble underling, fussing over the cherished genius, who was exhausted in body and mind after being humiliated.
He took his body and deceived his heart, truly managing to call him “boss” by day and have the boss call him “boss” at night.
The System exclaimed again and again: The Villainous Seme Department needs talent like you!
Later, when the System determined Mu Fei's villainous seme score was full and withdrew on its own, Mu Fei chose to let the cherished genius go. He left of his own accord, and both of his identities vanished from the other's life for good.
Far from the world of luxury, indulgence, and clamor, Mu Fei found a quiet life for himself in a remote town.
What he hadn't expected was that the cherished genius, who should have recovered from his trauma and returned to the heights of society to bask in everyone's adoration, would show up in this distant little town.
With nowhere left to run, Mu Fei finally faced the cherished genius before him, whose bearing was both noble and dangerous. His sharp eyes narrowed. There was no trace of someone who had suffered trauma as he gritted out:
“What, lost interest in me? Don't feel like playing anymore?”
“I don't agree...”
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An honest cannon-fodder forced to raise an amnesiac, overpowered hero as his kept lover
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A bookish cannon-fodder forced to play a gloomy peeping tom
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More to come...
Theme: Love can overcome every hardship.
Xiao Lin: Wait until I find a suitable time to confess my love. Flowers, wine... Hey, why did you get knocked down? [Yellow pants][yellow pants][applause][applause]
Mr. Xie: He doesn't love me [lemon][lemon] (throw down, wallpaper, don't explode in vinegar, just express your stance in vinegar)
The Mid-Autumn Festival is all about lovers getting married! So sweet, so sweet [Star Eyes]
Support National Day xql Dafa special law
Ahhhhh [crying] [crying] I'm just a little late.
So gentle, from a male god
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival from Salt Rouse [Fireworks][Fireworks][Fireworks]
Mr. Xie got two firsts from Xiao Lin, which was not too profitable (bushi). But the experience brought by experienced veterans is unparalleled, right? Mr. Xie [yellow pants] [yellow pants] [yellow pants] [yellow pants]
I can see that Mr. Xie is very hungry. Xiaolin, don't be tired or idle [Applause][Applause][Applause]
So sweet... The Mid-Autumn Festival is all about seeing such sweetness xql
This Akira is simply the master
Ahhhh, it smells so good. Xiaolin has changed after regaining his memory.
I'm just waiting for the misunderstanding to be resolved, and it's gone [biting handkerchief]
Xiao Lin: Wait until I find a suitable time to confess my love. Flowers, wine... Hey, why did you get knocked down? [Yellow pants][yellow pants][applause][applause] Mr. Xie: He doesn't love me [lemon][lemon] (throw down, wallpaper, don't explode in vinegar, just express your stance in vinegar)
The Mid-Autumn Festival is all about lovers getting married! So sweet, so sweet [Star Eyes]
Support National Day xql Dafa special law
Ahhhhh [crying] [crying] I'm just a little late.
So gentle, from a male god
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival from Salt Rouse [Fireworks][Fireworks][Fireworks] Mr. Xie got two firsts from Xiao Lin, which was not too profitable (bushi). But the experience brought by experienced veterans is unparalleled, right? Mr. Xie [yellow pants] [yellow pants] [yellow pants] [yellow pants] I can see that Mr. Xie is very hungry. Xiaolin, don't be tired or idle [Applause][Applause][Applause]
So sweet... The Mid-Autumn Festival is all about seeing such sweetness xql
This Akira is simply the master
Ahhhh, it smells so good. Xiaolin has changed after regaining his memory.
I'm just waiting for the misunderstanding to be resolved, and it's gone [biting handkerchief]