My Partner Is Black Impermanence

This story has a happy ending. Shen Hanyang was dragged down by someone who accidentally fell from a building. At that moment, he saw a handsome man in black floating in the air, his face cold and impassive. Thinking that if he was going to die, he might as well die a romantic, he grabbed the man and planted a kiss on him. Only later did he learn that the man he had kissed was Black Impermanence, and that he owned several publicly traded companies. After signing a contract selling himself and being reborn, Shen Hanyang began living an exciting life: pretending to be human by day and reaping souls by night. His arrogant, overbearing colleague A: “Brother Shen, about that promotion…” His cold, heartless ex-boyfriend B: “Hanyang, there was a reason I left back then…” His clueless classmate C: “Who’s that handsome guy over there…?” Shen Hanyang lifted his chin proudly. “That’s my sugardaddy…” Everyone got it at once: “…!!!” The handsome man’s face was stern. “Tonight.” Shen Hanyang: “What time?” The handsome man: “Midnight.” Shen Hanyang: “All right.” Everyone watched Shen Hanyang grow thinner by the day and shook their heads with sighs. Shen Hanyang sneered. “Hmph. A bunch of ignorant mortals.” A timid, cheeky, shameless, growing top × a powerful, innocent, wealthy Black Impermanence bottom Content warnings: 1. The top grows over the course of the story and isn’t cool or domineering (he’ll turn dark later on). 2. The top has an ex-boyfriend, his very first love (the ex helps bring the couple together). 3. This story has no complete outline to guide it. 4. No fans of the top or fans of the bottom, please. Note: Please don’t equate the story with reality. Be civil when reading and don’t insult anyone. The author reserves all rights of interpretation. …Divider… Coming soon: The Flower Shop of Guliang A flower shop opened at the end of a street in Nanshi. You won’t find anyone there by day, but at night, only ghosts show up. By day, no one knows the flower shop’s beautiful owner loves to nap, sleeping the whole day away. When night falls, the shop, invisible to the living, stays brightly lit until dawn. The owner also has a handsome but peculiar man by his side. He adores Guliang, likes eating people, and has a habit of wrecking the place. He comes with a full set of death-wish skills, including acting cute, being shameless, pretending he can’t hear, and claiming he doesn’t know. If you want to meet them, just die and head to the quietest end of the street to buy a bouquet. Whatever wish you had in life, they can make it come true. The passion of roses, the purity of lilies, the waiting of lavender. There’s always a flower that blooms just for you. A beautiful top × a bottom with a few screws loose Note: This story is entirely fictional. Please don’t connect it to reality. Theme: The road ahead is long, and you must push through the thorns.