I'm a Pro at Finding Boyfriends

Han Xiangwen was young, handsome, and well-connected. His life had only two flaws: he had lost his memory, and he no longer had the innate abilities of a merfolk.

A fortune-teller told him that to regain his abilities, he had to find the boy in the photograph.

He found him, fell in love with him, and confessed.

"Huh?" The boy was startled. "But I already have a boyfriend."

His confession had failed. How embarrassing. He gritted his teeth inwardly but acted as though he didn't care. "How come I've never seen you bring him around?"

The boy smiled. After a while, he said, "Actually, I've never seen him either."

Yuan Heng had thought he would be like all the versions of himself before him, spending day after day searching for fragments of his boyfriend's soul, then dying at someone's hands wherever fate took him.

Until one time, he jumped into a collapsing underground palace to catch a soul fragment.

The last thing he saw when he looked back was Han Xiangwen reaching out to him, his face deathly pale.

He hit the ground hard. His whole body was in agony, and he coughed up blood.

All he could think about was Han Xiangwen's final expression, his eyes, every little thing about him. He missed him so much it drove him mad.

His first life asked him, "It seems you really do love him."

He was silent for a long time.

"I used to despise death. It didn't matter if I died, because I'd come back to life right away. But now I'm starting to fear it."

"I don't want to die. I want to live. I want..."

"I want to go back and see him one more time."

A wild and unrestrained psycho in public, gentle and restrained in private, green-tea top (Yuan Heng) x a bottom who acts like he's number one in the world, anytime and anywhere (Han Xiangwen)

Reader's guide:

★ The top dotes on the bottom, and they both adore each other. The author isn't exclusively a top fan, so readers with extreme preferences should proceed with caution.

★ This is a very long novel. The romance develops slowly at first, and the top thinks the bottom knows many things that he actually doesn't.

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[Same-series fantasy romance] "Even Portrait Artists Have to Work"

Feng Wan woke up one morning to find the whole world had changed.

The good news was that she'd become an overnight billionaire, worth tens of billions.

The bad news was that she'd become a painting, and not just any painting, but a world-famous masterpiece everyone had seen.

The cat responsible for it all was sprawled on her lap, claiming to be an Aladdin's magic cat. If she'd just let go of its neck, it could grant her one wish.

Feng Wan: "Turn me back into a person."

Magic Cat: "Ha, what a coincidence. That feature is still locked."

Feng Wan: "Get me out of here."

Magic Cat: "Hmm, that feature is still under development."

Feng Wan: "...Fine. What can you do?"

Magic Cat: "For example, give you a chance to save a poor student who turned into a cat right after starting an internship? Please? You can keep the reward."

Feng Wan: ?! But I used to be an ordinary, fragile person, and now I'm just a fragile portrait.

But Yun Xian, who had the same fragile-person buff, thought it was no big deal. He'd spent years outsmarting the cat guarding the school's secret room and had mastered the art of hunting like a feline. Even now that he'd become a cat in a painting, he was sure he was the fiercest little guy on the street.

So, full of misplaced confidence, Feng Wan followed Yun Xian into the abyss of working around the clock. She'd thought they'd only have to outwit people who stole lost property, but wherever they went, people died.

Eventually, the thieves would start shaking at the sound of a cat meowing and burst into tears at the sight of cat fur. When the two of them appeared, the thieves would immediately collapse to their knees and beg for their lives.

Feng Wan: "You might not believe this, but we didn't kill those people."

The thief nodded. "I believe you! I believe you! I'll believe anything you say! ...What did you say? ...Then who killed them?"

Feng Wan fell silent for a moment. "You might believe this even less, but all those people suddenly had a change of heart while trying to kill me, and committed suicide."

[Completed: BL Novel] "Just a Minor Villain, Beat Him Up [Wuxia Crossover]"

You transmigrated into a wealthy family of the highest standing.

Your grandfather was a duke, your family friends were all nobles, and you could reach the imperial palace in a sedan chair in just ten minutes.

You thought your life's script would be to take the imperial exams, enter officialdom, and rise smoothly to the highest ranks.

Instead, you were told:

Your grandfather is Duke Rong.

You are Jia Zheng's illegitimate son.

Your mother had recently tried to get two-year-old you and your newborn sister into the Rong family residence, but smashed her head against the stone lion at the entrance and died.

Remembering Jia Huan's miserable circumstances in the book, where anyone could step on him, you decided to work hard in secret and amaze everyone.

But before you were old enough to amaze everyone,

you fished someone out of a river, and the entire capital was thrown into chaos.

You watched Shi Guanyin and Wuhua arrive one after another, along with the Palace Master of Yihua Palace and Yunmeng Fairy, the Little Old Man and Gong Jiu...

The major and minor bosses from all those wuxia novels seemed to have joined forces to beat you up.

You looked down at your little body, short in every proportion, and couldn't help asking the heavens in exasperation:

Am I really supposed to fight the bosses?

Pairing: Wang Lianhua, the Thousand-Faced Gentleman.

Theme: I decide my own fate