Saving the Corrupted, Delicate Villain [GB]

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Blurb:

“If I could, of course I would want to be her subject, her loyal servant, following in her footsteps for all eternity.

As long as she is willing to hold my hand,

I only want her to hold it forever.”

Yan Han's mission is to transmigrate through three thousand worlds and protect the delicate, pitiful soul who will one day be driven by fate to become a black-hearted villain.

She has fought for him, treated his wounds, and taken down the bad guys.

She thought she'd raised him to be cheerful, positive, and full of hope.

Until one day, the pitiful soul, now a villain at maximum darkness, willingly slipped into chains and placed the key in her hand.

1. [A Mary Sue loved by the whole world × a pitiful victim of school bullying]

Nan Zhou lay in the mud at the end of a narrow alley, his face and body covered in mottled bloodstains. His eyes were utterly indifferent, black as an abyss, as if no light could ever reach them.

Then he saw a girl so beautiful and pure she seemed otherworldly. She held an umbrella over him, then reached out a slender, pale hand. “Come on. Come home with me.”

It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

2. [A pure-blooded, utterly weak vampire × a human with maxed-out combat power]

Nan Zhou knelt on one knee before her, lowered his head, and kissed her fingertips. His exposed neck was long and fragile.

“My lady, I wish to make a blood pact with you.”

Yan Han looked at him helplessly. “I'm human. I'll die in a hundred years.”

What will you do after I'm gone?

Nan Zhou tilted his head and smiled softly. “That would be wonderful. I could die with you.”

3. [A frail empress × a sinister eunuch]

They say the Liang dynasty's Nine-Thousand-Year-Old is sinister and ruthless, delighting in killing. The entire court trembles at his name.

He kills civil officials and generals alike, committing every kind of heinous deed. Everyone says he covets the throne and will one day bring down the Liang dynasty.

But no one knows that this Nine-Thousand-Year-Old climbed from a lowly station to the highest rank through hardship and bloodshed. All he wants is the right to kneel by his sovereign's side.

He is willing to serve her for all eternity, to be her vicious hound and sharp blade. He hopes his sovereign will know peace and prosperity, and that her empire will endure forever.

Let history record it with its finest brush: You were a wise and brilliant emperor, and I was a treacherous minister. Let them curse and vilify me as they please. In the end, our names will be written together.

Like green mountains and unyielding stone,

unchanged for a thousand years, uncorrupted for ten thousand.

4. [The righteous sect's foremost senior sister × the reincarnated Demon Lord, her junior brother]

Cold, heavy chains bound Yan Han's hands and feet, while the other end disappeared into Nan Zhou's chest, wrapped around his heart.

“I can never make Senior Sister stay...”

“I don't mind being his substitute for the rest of my life. Why won't Senior Sister keep deceiving me a little longer?”

He caressed her flawless features and gave a bleak smile.

“If you want to leave me and find him, then please take my heart with you.”

Reader advisory:

● Female Alpha, male Omega setting (the individual worlds have no ABO), and no role reversal.

A stunning, straight-A female general with MAX combat power, the heroine × a frail, beautiful, pitiful Omega flower, the hero.

● The heroine is the hero's deity and faith. The hero is devoted to her to the point of obsession, and they dote on each other later on.

● The hero suffers, not the heroine. Click to see the guide to tormenting the delicate male lead from every angle.

● Since the story is built around tormenting the male lead, it contains melodramatic misunderstandings. If that's not your thing, please don't read. And if you see the melodrama, please don't yell at me QAQ.

Coming next: Save Our Wayward Childhood Friend. Please add it to your reading list!

Blurb:

At sixteen, Qiu Zhiguang was a model girl praised by everyone, while Pei Yan was a delinquent who smoked and fought. They passed each other every day on the muddy streets of the old neighborhood, one rebellious and unruly, the other aloof and above it all. Qiu Zhiguang thought their lives would never intersect.

Until one night in a narrow alley, Pei Yan rescued her from a devil, paying for it with half his life.

At eighteen, Qiu Zhiguang was the top student in Nanshi, surrounded by flashing cameras, while Pei Yan was a prisoner barely surviving behind bars. They gazed at each other through the glass. Pei Yan looked at the bright admission letter in her hands and smiled, just like the sunshine beyond the prison walls that day.

He told the girl, “Qiu Zhiguang, live well. Get out of the old neighborhood and see the world I've never had the chance to see.”

The girl fell silent.

Two months later, he died in prison. Qiu Zhiguang walked out carrying his ashes, thinking that the brilliant sunshine that day looked just like a boundless nightmare.

At twenty-six, Qiu Zhiguang was a wandering ghost among the living, while Pei Yan lay in a lonely grave on a barren mountain beyond the city. She brought the verdict, ten years overdue, to his tombstone, along with the justice that had come ten years too late.

“I'm sorry. I never got to see the world you wanted to visit.”

“If there's another life, Pei Yan,”

she said softly, “don't save me again.”

Please, don't save me again.

A few days later, a small new grave appeared on that barren mountain.

Qiu Zhiguang thought that was goodbye forever. She never imagined that when she opened her eyes, she would be back on that night at sixteen.

Through her tears, she hid in a corner of the alley and saw the teenage Pei Yan slam the devil against the wall, punching him again and again. The crack of breaking bones rang out like a death knell.

What appeared before her then was the little wooden box from eight years ago, and the blinding sunlight outside the prison.

With blood on his hands, the boy slowly came to stand before her and gently wiped the tears from her cheek.

“Don't be afraid,” he rasped.

As sirens wailed in the distance, Qiu Zhiguang watched him struggle to lift the corners of his mouth. Only one thought filled her mind:

Saving him would also save herself.

“She came from across the vastness of time, only to pull from the muddy mire the one piece of driftwood she had clung to when she was drowning.”

“He took her hand, and from then on, he held the sun in his hands.”

Theme: A love that endures through the changes of time and space: you are my one and only rose.