[This story is not suitable for buying the whole book upfront. Buy one chapter at a time, and if you realize you've been fooled, drop it immediately.]
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Also known as My Girlfriend Is an Actress. One-line summary: If you want to dump someone, first make them fall in love with you.
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You mocked me as a kid for being "a toad lusting after a swan," and now you want to give me a diamond ring?
You say, "We grew up together, so we know each other inside and out."
You say, "You fulfill all my expectations."
Too bad, missy's flowing long hair is extensions, her D-cup is padded, her cooking skills come from takeout, she knows exactly one song on the piano, her fluency in multiple languages is memorized from scripts, and her gentleness and thoughtfulness are all an act... Every single thing you like about me is fake.
Mwahaha! Next, I'll show you who I really am. Got your heart medication ready?
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When Tang Sili met Lailai, he had no idea she was the little tagalong who'd followed him around since they were kids.
Once he found out, he started bossing her around.
-You're too young to drink. Have some milk.
-Did I come to a bar to drink milk?
-You're not allowed in bars from now on.
-Smoking is bad for your health. You can't smoke.
-Why can you do it but I can't?
-Starting today, I'll quit with you.
Tang Sili thought he'd given his little girlfriend his whole heart, and that marriage would naturally follow.
On a romantic evening, he gently stroked her smooth hair and solemnly presented her with a diamond the size of a pigeon's egg. "Marry me."
Tears of emotion streamed down her face as she tremblingly held out her slender fingers.
Back home, she took off her wig, removed her padded bra, and tossed the diamond ring into the trash with a smack. Then she lit a cigarette, opened to the latest page of her thick diary, and wrote: "That bastard has fallen for me. Should I make my exit now, or should I make my exit, or should I make my exit?"
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Two years later, when they met again, Tang Sili wore a dark expression. "Keep acting. Go on, keep acting!"
P.S.
1. The leads have a seven-year age gap.
2. A sweet-on-the-outside, scheming-on-the-inside goofball actress vs. an older-brother-type, black-hearted special effects company CEO.
3. A lighthearted story of healing.
[My next story: Little Brother, Your Chest Binder Fell Off] Please add it to your collection
Blurb:
When Cui Jiarou ran away from her wedding, she went out of her way to ask a revered monk for a fortune: "Of the four directions, northeast, southeast, northwest, and southwest, which is the most auspicious?"
The monk counted on his fingers. "The west is most auspicious."
Satisfied, she left her reward and went on her way.
She rode a donkey all the way to the Western Regions, and on her first day in town, she made an enemy of Xue Lang, the Protector-General of Anxi.
She praised him as peerlessly handsome.
He wanted to eat her precious donkey.
She disguised herself as a man and hid her identity.
He had the whole town search for her, intending to send her back to Chang'an.
Damn it, that monk led me astray!
When they first met, she didn't know how much he despised men who loved men.
After she found out, every time she saw him, she'd gaze at him with starry eyes and put on a lovestruck expression:
"General Xue, your noble bearing is like the bright moon in the heavens. This young man is utterly smitten with you. The nights are cold and lonely. May I warm your bed?"
That ought to gross him out!
Just as expected, Xue Lang would scowl every time, his long-fingered hand gripping the hilt of his sword as he fought the urge to cut her down. "Get lost."
Cui Jiarou would laugh merrily, retreating in triumph, ready to do it again next time.
Until one day, after he'd angered her again, she sidled up to him and breathed into his ear, her voice as sweet as an orchid: "General Xue, the night is deep, the dew is heavy, and the blankets are cold. It's time to rest..."
"All right," he agreed, for the first time. His tall frame loomed over her. "Should we go to your quarters or my tent? Or spend the first half of the night at your place and the second half in my tent?"
Cui Jiarou: "..."
Little scene:
After falling for a man, Xue Lang, who had always despised men who loved men, tossed and turned, growing thinner with longing.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to accept his fate.
On a breezy, rainy day, Xue Lang sat by the window and wrote a letter home.
"I am stationed at the border, where death could come at any moment. I don't wish to hold any other woman back, so I will not seek a match in this life.
If Mother longs for the joy of having grandchildren around her, you may adopt two children from a poor branch of our clan..."
When he put down his brush and looked up, he saw a handsome young man beneath a tree outside the window.
The young man had narrow shoulders and a slim waist, his frame slender and slight.
After a stretch, a bundle of cloth suddenly landed at his feet, and his chest instantly swelled high...
The young man froze in shock, then hurriedly snatched up the cloth and disappeared from view.
When he reappeared, he first glanced around furtively. Certain that no one had seen what happened, he strolled over, waving a paper fan with a carefree air.
"General, what a fine mood you're in. Practicing your calligraphy?"
The warmth in Xue Lang's eyes faded. He gave a cold laugh and crumpled the letter home into a ball.
With another squeeze, he ground even the paper ball into dust.
#Disguised as a man, happy ending#
Theme: Do not commit even small acts of evil
It's the female protagonist who takes the initiative, but the male protagonist really can't do it
Coincidentally, when I was reading this chapter, the speaker was playing "On My Mind" by Leslie Cheung.
I saw what the male protagonist said to the female protagonist later when he was a child. I felt so angry that I came back to watch her torture Xiao.
God, I can't stand it
Ah ah ah, little Lailai is so cute
I think you are a very good writer, much better than those writers whose copywriting is monotonous and who make industrial saccharine for the sake of sugar. I hope the author will never forget his original intention and get better and better!
It's so sweet, will it be updated tomorrow?
Is there an unmodified version?
I feel like there aren't many people commenting on the big article.
Oh, I really don't want this misunderstanding