Every Day, I Get Jealous of Myself [Quick Transmigration]

Wei Ye was an utterly ordinary background-character actor until one day, a strange System kidnapped him. The new System issued a mission: [Please help me collect data fragments and raise the affection level of the mission targets.] Faced with three ridiculously handsome men, Wei Ye rubbed his hands together. “Which one of them is your fragment?” [All of them.] Wei Ye: ... This was getting far too bizarre and exciting. After going wild for a while, Wei Ye asked the System, a little worried, “Once these fragments return to you, you won’t fall for me too, will you?” The System didn’t care in the slightest. “You’re overthinking it.” Several worlds later, one day, a mission target leaned over with a dangerous look in his eyes, about to kiss him... The System gritted its teeth. “You brute! Let Ye Ye go!” Wei Ye’s missions went more and more smoothly, while the System sighed all day long. “There’s a wild horse in my heart, and grassland over my head.” Wei Ye: “What’s the point of being jealous of yourself every day???” This story was originally titled I’m NTRing Myself Every Day #Isn’t There Something Wrong With Getting NTR’d Right in Front of You? # System as pursuer, main character as pursued, one-on-one [This story has 70% anti-piracy protection. Please support the official version, cuties.] Coming soon, please add to your reading list: How Does a Sickly Beauty Escape? [Infinite] Lou Qin'nian is terminally ill. At the moment he is about to die, he is pulled into an escape game. Danger lurks everywhere and ghosts run rampant. Only a handful of people can struggle to survive. While everyone else panics and cries, his eyes shine like stars. His beauty is like the moonlight and spring blossoms, peerless and dazzling. Yet he wears a patient’s gown and looks frail and pale. A man, parched with desire, covets his beauty and leans in to flirt. “Beauty is the cheapest asset here, but there aren’t many like you. If you want to survive, you’ll have to depend on me.” Later, Lou Qin'nian kicks aside the man with his leg twisted out of place and smiles indifferently. “Too bad your life isn’t longer than mine.” Enchanted, eerie tattoos, a gloomy forest castle, an asylum with no exit... While everyone else cautiously saves up points, he uses his points to extend his life. He walks the line between life and death, yet lives more comfortably than anyone. The only thing he can’t stand is all kinds of weird things constantly latching onto him. A crow croaks hoarsely in the treetops, and a cold hand pulls him into a coffin. Lou Qin'nian turns and clamps a hand around the corpse’s neck. “Are you the one who’s been haunting me?” He looks even prettier when he’s angry. The man’s voice is amused, his words murmured with longing. “I think of you day and night, longing for just one glance from you. Why must you keep me at arm’s length?” “If you want me to like you, it’s not that hard.” Lou Qin'nian smiles faintly. “Pay with your life.” A beautiful, sickly, unhinged pursuer who kills anyone in his way x an obsessive, nonhuman pursuer with multiple fragments The Demon Venerable Just Wants to Borrow Some Luck After leaving the quick transmigration cycle, You Pingsheng chose a cultivation world in which to retire. His new identity was the Demon Venerable. With countless people eager to serve him, he could finally live out his lifelong dream of being a lazy freeloader. But after only a few carefree days, the protagonist of this world came after him. Too lazy to get involved, he faked his death and disappeared. For violating the plot, You Pingsheng was plagued by bad luck. He tripped while walking, choked while drinking water, and his weapon jammed at crucial moments. Even when he found somewhere to sleep and heal, someone dropped out of the sky and landed right on top of him. ...How was he supposed to live like this? He lifted his eyelids. His sleepy eyes were beautiful as a misty spring mountain, but heavy with the grumpiness of someone dragged out of bed. “Friend, could you get off me? I think you broke a rib.” “I’m terribly sorry.” The man looked apologetic, but his words were utterly shameless. “Unfortunately, I’m penniless and have nothing to compensate you with. Why don’t you break one of my ribs too?” You Pingsheng wasn’t angry. He looked at the man’s head and saw... Purple qi surrounding him, his luck reaching the heavens. Wasn’t this the person who had upended his lair? Ye Xiao realized someone had latched onto him. At first, he said righteously, “Stop following me. I’m not into men.” Then, little by little, he began to feel pleased. Could it be that this guy has fallen for me? You Pingsheng gave him a lazy glance. “You’re overthinking it.” After learning the truth, Ye Xiao left in the middle of the night. You Pingsheng sighed. Now he had to find someone else to borrow luck from. What a hassle. But a few days later, the man came back on his own. His dark eyes fixed on You Pingsheng, unfathomable, his voice hoarse. “I did a hundred good deeds to improve my luck, and you still want to find someone else?” “, Don’t even think about it!” Sickly, plagued by bad luck, retired big shot as the pursued x shameless, gradually discovers he’s into men, child of fortune as the pursuer Theme: Love makes the wounded whole.