Cheng Guanxue had never imagined he would transmigrate, much less into a melodramatic danmei novel he'd read to pass the time. Yes, he was gay, deep in the closet, and secretly read feel-good danmei stories. That didn't mean he wanted to transmigrate into one!
His head was spinning, and before he could figure out what was going on, someone shoved him along and took him somewhere.
The first thing Cheng Guanxue saw when he came to was a hall full of guests, and a pair of handsome men dressed in bright red wedding robes.
The White Lotus Shou looked at him with concern. “Guanxue, your injuries haven't healed yet. You shouldn't have come to our wedding banquet. We appreciate the thought.”
The scum gong put on a wildly arrogant act. “Cheng Guanxue, stop pestering me. The only person I love is Xiao Mu.”
Cheng Guanxue: ???
Memories flooded his mind. So he'd transmigrated into a tragic supporting character with the same name?!
No way. He wouldn't put up with this crap. He refused to be cannon fodder!
