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The Spoiled Moonlight of a Split-Personality Male Lead, by Bie Tui Wo Ta
Chu Yi suddenly woke up to find herself in a car speeding along a highway.
A sheer cliff lay just a few dozen meters ahead. At the critical moment, her memories returned.
She had transmigrated into a novel that had been abandoned because the author went bald, leaving it with a bad ending.
Looking at the hysterical, crazed face of Luo Jingzhan beside her,
she remembered: in the novel, Luo Jingzhan, who had six personalities, was the main villain.
And she was the unattainable moonlight of his life.
In the end, his violent second personality, Luo Sheng, flew into a rage and drove the car off the cliff.
Chu Yi clutched him in terror. “I love you. Don't do this.”
The car came to an abrupt stop.
A kaleidoscope of colors flickered across the man's handsome, pale face. “Which one do you love?”
His head nuzzled against her until her body went soft. Chu Yi murmured shyly, “I love every one of you.”
A quiet sob suddenly came from his arms. “Don't leave me.”
“Luo Xiaobao?” Chu Yi's heart skipped a beat.
“Mm, Mom.”
Upcoming stories: Transmigrated as the Villain's Arch-Enemy and The Brat-Raising System. Click into my author page for details!
Blurb for this novel:
What happens when someone with a rotten heart meets someone who can't see straight?
Xi Zimo: What else? It just proves I'm incredibly charming. Even the blind can tell.
At last, the scumbag Xi Zimo transmigrates, and a thing calling itself the assistant System appears.
System: Come on, I'll take you to help the male lead and crush the original host.
Xi Zimo: Crushing him is no problem, but are you sure about helping him?
System: ...
Xi Zimo: Why is every original host in every world a scumbag, and every male lead blind?
Softhearted for once, Xi Zimo sets off at a gallop down the road of playing matchmaker in earnest.
But... isn't something wrong here?
WTF, why does it look like I'm the one getting wooed in the end?
Male lead: We need to discuss this matter in depth, with simple explanations.
Recommended: my friend's ongoing danmei novel, The Tender Heart of Dongfang Bubai, by Hua Zhan
After Yang Lan died, he was fortunate enough to live again, only to be taken up the mountain by his master as a child.
On his first trip down the mountain, he happened to come across Dongfang Bubai “taking a bath” by a pool.
On his second trip down the mountain, he happened to see Dongfang Bubai “in danger” on the road.
On his third trip down the mountain...
Dongfang Bubai, holding a child, looked at the person glued to him. “Heh heh, who are you? I don't know you!”
Note:
No male pregnancy, no male pregnancy. The child is adopted!!
Theme:
Can we have a dessert story? The last few sentences are so tear-jerking. It's been four centuries of tragedy. It would be nice if it was a little sweeter.
This ending is a bit hard to describe. I don't know whether to call it he or be. It feels so heart-wrenching.
Something happened to Ata Li recently. It's been a week and there's no update yet (?-ω-`)
Pour it on the broken vase, Atta, aren't you afraid that Xiao Bao will be disfigured? 23333
The direction of this small world is completely unpredictable, exciting, exciting and exciting.
Braised prawns in oil hahahahahaha I love it so much!!!
If he doesn't fight the wolf cub, he will probably be disabled. After all, every time he fails, the wolf cub has to pay a certain price.
Dad, can we be together in the third world?
The good job of catching the murderer turned into everyone smelling the food hahaha
I haven't seen you in V for a few days. Come on.