After Faking My Death, I Abandoned the Protagonist

Irreverent prodigy heroine × mad dog with a ghostly vibe Younger man, older woman | sister-and-puppy dynamic | Reader comments are open, so come join the discussion! - Eight years ago, Mu Yu transmigrated into a book as a young lord. Her mission was to stop the protagonist from destroying the world. She raised him with her own hands, then destroyed him with those same hands. The bad news: She stabbed him through with a sword. He was reduced to ashes, his soul scattered. The good news: She did it on purpose. The mission was complete, so she left without a backward glance. Unexpectedly, eight years later, Mu Yu returned to the book. Enemies were everywhere, her spiritual channels were severed, and she was now a cripple with no spiritual power. Mu Yu: ...If having a miserable life were a talent. Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, retreat is best. Mu Yu planned to hide her identity and live in peace. But as a storm of snow swept in, she had barely stepped out of her room when she ran into the protagonist, now completely corrupted. The young man stood in the snow in red robes, his expression inscrutable. He held Mu Yu by the shoulders, brushed the snow from them, and smiled warmly. “Big Sis, you finally decided to come back?” The protagonist dragged her back and locked her in a palace. Night fell. Candlelight, wedding wine, and Mu Yu sat in stunned silence. Whose wedding night had she stumbled into? She looked down and saw she was wearing a bridal gown. She turned her head and saw the protagonist’s face. He knelt at Mu Yu’s feet, gazing up at her. “Big Sis, I’m so happy.” Mu Yu: But Big Sis is about to die of fright. - Yun Fengyao first met Mu Yu. Dressed all in white, she looked like an immortal banished from heaven. With a bright smile, she teased him, saying he was so handsome she wanted to spirit him away. That “spiriting away” lasted for years. Mu Yu taught him to read and paint, to practice magic, and to understand propriety and right from wrong. From then on, Yun Fengyao’s life was filled with Mu Yu, and there was room in it for no one else. He hated everything in the world, but Mu Yu said she loved all living beings. So Yun Fengyao began to learn to love the world. But later, Mu Yu distanced herself from him and came to despise him. Abandoning the child you raised was clearly a grave offense. Yun Fengyao began to hate. He hated that the moon shone high in the sky without shining only on him. He hated that it had ever shone only on him. At last, his eyes red, he demanded to know why. Then Mu Yu died. She died right in front of him. - Irreverent prodigy heroine × obsessive, possessive hero with a yandere vibe - Before you read: Key point: The hero’s mindset is basically “the heroine is always right; she is my entire world.” (He’s her one-and-only fan, with an extremely one-sided crush. He’s wary of men, women, and everything else, and his worldview is deeply twisted!!!) 1. Younger man, four-year age gap. A low-spiritual-power world of my own making. Happy ending! 2. The story starts at their reunion, with the present-day and past-life storylines interwoven across separate volumes. 3. If it’s not your thing, maybe we’ll meet again in my next book! Thank you so much for loving this story, dear readers. Please add it to your favorites! Check out my upcoming novel, “The Reaper Wants to Quit Again Today.” If you’re interested, please add it to your favorites through the announcement link! Sunny, unlucky office worker × robotic, quota-chasing reaper Shen Pei was unlucky, absolutely, undeniably unlucky. She choked on water, her instant noodles came without the seasoning packet, and whenever her company laid people off, she was always one of them. But Shen Pei was an optimist. When life kissed her with pain, she smiled and punched it right back. One morning, she opened her eyes to find a man in a black suit standing beside her bed, carrying a huge scythe. Shen Pei stared in shock. “Who are you?!!!!” The man pointed to his scythe. “The Grim Reaper. Isn’t it obvious?” Shen Pei: No, but seriously, what kind of Grim Reaper wears a suit?! Number 555, an intern reaper at one of the Underworld’s top hundred companies. The company motto: Make sure every customer dies in a grisly, glorious, laugh-out-loud way. His performance had been terrible lately. He was working himself to the bone to hit his KPI, but was still one death short. Unfortunately, everyone who’d died recently had been too miserable for their deaths to count. At this rate, he’d fail his evaluation and lose his chance at a permanent position. Taking a senior colleague’s advice, he sealed off most of his powers, took on a physical body, and went to the human world. 555 took one look at Shen Pei and knew she was the one. So unlucky she was a natural-born death candidate! So cheerful, too, a guaranteed addition to his numbers! So 555 attached himself to Shen Pei’s death schedule, determined to make sure she died quickly and spectacularly. His first attempt: a flowerpot falling from the sky. But Shen Pei was so unlucky that 555 got crushed right alongside her. They were both rushed to the hospital, and 555 never got the chance to claim her. The attempt came to nothing. His second attempt: brake failure. Shen Pei pulled him into the car and patted her chest. “Relax, I’m an excellent driver!” Then she crashed into a tree, and the traffic police rescued them and sent them right back to the hospital. 555 gave up. If he didn’t leave soon, he’d have to arrange his own funeral first. He returned to Shen Pei’s home to say goodbye. The room was dark. A moment later, the lights came on. Shen Pei walked out carrying a cake and smiled at him. “Happy birthday, Gu Le!” 555 froze. Gu Le, the name Shen Pei had given him. A meaningful name that belonged to him alone. 555 suddenly remembered Shen Pei going wild with him at the amusement park, patiently telling him about the hustle and bustle of the human world, and the light in her eyes whenever she talked about the world... 555 realized he didn’t want Shen Pei to die. He also realized... He didn’t want to leave. So he made a wish and blew out the candles. Quietly, he moved Shen Pei’s death date a little further into the future. Theme: The world is full of love and justice