A Love Confession Poem in the Wind and Moonlight

Jiang Zhou opened the first page of the murder mystery game script, and a passage appeared before him:

[You are a slave owner in the city of Popeda.

You are twisted, cold, and selfish, and you have never cared about human life.

You keep a gladiator.

Recently, because of a ridiculous wager, you have to send him into the arena to fight the male lion in the beast's cage.

If he wins, you live. If he loses, you die.

Unfortunately, your inhumane abuse has made the gladiator hate you.

It doesn't take a genius to know he wants you dead. Why would he willingly submit to you, swear loyalty to you, and risk his life for you?

You have one month left.

What can you do to tame him and win his favor, so he'll win this life-or-death contest for you?]

Jiang Zhou frowned, closed the script, and picked up another:

[You are born in a time of chaos. Because you look just like the Grand Princess, the Regent chooses you, transforming you from a beggar as insignificant as a duckweed into the ruler of a nation.

To everyone else, you're a sparrow turned phoenix, blessed with extraordinary luck.

But unfortunately, you're an idiot.

Is being emperor really so easy? Only you know the pain and tears it brings.

By day, you must nervously fend off the ministers' verbal attacks. At night, you must moonlight as a bed warmer for the Regent, a beast in human skin.

He has never once looked at you properly. You're just a worthless plaything to him.

Worst of all, there's no overtime pay.

...Even an idiot has a temper!

You decide to run away.]

Jiang Zhou's frown deepened. He tossed the script aside as if it were a hot potato and picked up another:

[You are the last Elven King, a merciful and benevolent soul.

One evening, deep in a secluded valley, you rescue a lost child.

The elders vehemently oppose you, but you keep him by your side, teaching him right from wrong and good from evil, hoping he'll follow the path of light.

But you were wrong.

He was never a lost fawn wandering into the woods. He was a blade planted by the demons, a spy who had infiltrated the royal court.

You brought the enemy into your own home with your own hands. The Elves were drenched in blood, the royal court fell, and you were cast from the throne and imprisoned, reduced to a "prize" for your enemy to humiliate as he pleased.

The Demon Clan's sacrificial ceremony is in seven days.

Your enemy will announce in public that he is taking you as his "queen," and brand your soul as belonging to him for all eternity.

The chance you've dreamed of and waited in hiding for is finally within reach...

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

You are determined to repay him for every humiliation and every drop of blood and tears you've suffered over the years.]

And then there were the especially cryptic scripts, whose plots made no sense at all:

[Longing for the luxurious life of high society, you follow your adoptive father to the ancient and tranquil Oweisin Manor.

But you don't know that beneath its splendid bricks and tiles lie mountains of bones.

Before you can even calm down from the excitement, terrible news arrives: your adoptive father has died under mysterious circumstances, and a pair of scarlet eyes in the darkness has set its sights on you.

The vampire calls you "Nightingale" and does everything in its power to drag you into the mire, to fall together.

Trapped and without a soul to turn to, how will you escape this hell?

Choose your fate:

Prune the frail branches;

or offer your neck to the blade?]

Jiang Zhou put the script down, looking troubled.

"Is this really a legitimate shop? I have to say, I'm not sure I can..."

The shop assistant interrupted with a smile. "Rest assured. As an invited reviewer for our murder mystery games, we'll pay you two million yuan for the experience."

"...Sorry, I just had a bout of amnesia. I've never seen such brilliantly designed scripts, with such great pacing, characterization, and writing... The writing is concise and polished, too! Let's get started. I'm ready!"

Being able to adapt to any situation is a survival skill every young person should master.

But it wasn't until much later that Jiang Zhou realized he'd been swindled.

Two million yuan was nowhere near enough to make up for the emotional damage. The shop assistant had given him scripts that were extremely, extremely vulgar, with absolutely no hint of refined taste...

Romance scripts masquerading as something else.

#Raising awareness of scams can't wait#

#Young people, beware of pig-butchering scams#

#Don't bully us honest folks#

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The story uses a VR murder mystery game format. It can also be read as quick transmigration or an infinite-flow story.

A pair of lovers on opposite sides, who love and fight each other. 1v1, happy ending.

[Please note] The main story starts with the fourth script in the blurb, the European-style manor. The gladiator story is in World Two.

There are seven worlds in total. The blurb doesn't include all of them because of space limitations.

The author came up with the title while using their feet Orz. It will probably be changed later, but I haven't thought of a new one yet.

Theme: When all seems lost, keep your heart set on finding the light