[The Western fantasy and xianxia stories are free bonus chapters for my lovely readers. Find them in the author's column at the top right.]
A quick transmigration story with a crematorium setup.
[First Arc: Post-apocalyptic world]: The world's strongest, proud and straightforward bottom & a gloomy, beautiful but tragic top
Chen Zhouhe fell for Xie Gui when he was at the peak of his confidence.
The young commander, with countless military achievements, had earned the nickname "the Security Bureau's strongest fighter."
In the heat of their passion, he wrapped his arms around Xie Gui's neck, breathing hard as he asked provocatively, "What if I stop liking you one day?"
Xie Gui stroked the corner of his eye. His peach-blossom eyes reddened.
He gave a faint, cool smile and said, "You can try."
Chen Zhouhe scoffed, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
On a rainy day, raindrops pounded down like a desperate scream.
Chen Zhouhe's blood dripped from the steel baton onto the ground, while Xie Gui stood nearby, looking down at him.
He said:
"How pathetic, Chen Zhouhe. Look at you, just like a stray dog."
"Seeing you do those ridiculously hypocritical things with that face of yours makes me sick."
"Love you? It was just for fun. You actually believed me?"
Later, Xie Gui went mad.
At the victory banquet, Chen Zhouhe sat in the seat of honor, smiling faintly. Everyone ignored his wheelchair, praising his promise and success, some obsequiously and others with envy.
Only Xie Gui, eyes bloodshot, knelt beside his wheelchair and wept uncontrollably. "Chen Zhouhe, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Please, come back with me..."
Otherwise, you'll die.
[Second Arc: Modern world]: A refined scoundrel bottom who starts out dependent on others and later goes mad & a proud young master who is all bark and a soft heart
Chen Zhouhe had been both father and mother to Xie Gui since childhood. There was no other reason: he ate the Xie family's food and used the Xie family's money.
He ran away once.
In a cramped rented room, he burned with fever. When he woke, night had fallen, and it felt as if he were the only person left in the world. Only Xie Gui was there, gripping his hand and leaning against the bed.
Back then, he thought, Forget it. To hell with poetry and distant horizons.
Chen Zhouhe always believed that they would fulfill the Xie family's wishes, going from brotherly affection to lifelong devotion.
Until he returned from Jiang Zhuye's funeral.
Xie Gui never spoke to him again.
A torrential storm blocked the roads, trapping a group of people at Chen Zhouhe's country villa.
As if deliberately provoking him, Xie Gui let them party for three days and two nights. The explosive music and noisy crowds snapped the last thread of Chen Zhouhe's patience.
He drove through the rain. His tires skidded, he crashed into a tree, and broke his leg.
After surviving the disaster, Chen Zhouhe saw the light.
Xie Gui sneered at him, and he pretended not to hear.
Xie Gui sabotaged his project and accused him of falsifying data, and he simply smiled without a word.
Xie Gui let his friends humiliate him and gave him alcohol laced with crushed glass, and he accepted it all.
Later, Jiang Zhuye came back. Everyone said that the person Xie Gui had treasured and longed for all this time would surely be cherished and pampered.
As they talked, Xie Gui frantically called the same disconnected number over and over.
Chen Zhouhe didn't want him anymore.
[Third Arc: Xianxia world]: The greatest master of playing the pig to eat the tiger, a smiling assassin and a mad bottom & a sickly obsessive nine-tailed fox top
[Fourth Arc: Western fantasy world]: A lovesick, mad dragon bottom & an elf king who seems gentle but is cold-hearted
[Fifth Arc: Final arc]: A cold, rational bottom & a scheming top whose tricks are layered like a thousand pancakes
Because of the word limit, there's no room to introduce every world here. Once I've finished the first two worlds, this silly author will revise the blurb and add the introductions to the later worlds.
Reader's guide (content warnings):
1. Chen Zhouhe doesn't know he's a quick transmigrator in the first three worlds. He only finds out in the fourth, the Western fantasy world.
2. Every world has a crematorium setup: the bottom suffers first, then the top. Readers with extreme top- or bottom-favoring preferences are gently advised to pass.
3. This silly author's outline and plot direction are already set, so I can't change them halfway through. Please don't give unsolicited writing advice~
4. The ending is HE! HE! HE!
5. Only the first world has a BE, and it's tied to the final setup, not a plot hole. It'll be explained later [highlighted]. Every other world has an HE!!!
6. Please don't send personal attacks! If you ask, my keyboard wrote it all by itself (hides under a pot lid).
Theme: Life is not just about getting by in the present; there's also poetry and distant horizons
I don't know if there are any little cuties waiting for me (JPG of pigeons holding hands). I took a break for a while, and after the final exam is over, I will write the other two small worlds in this book. Because it is given to the children for free, I opened a book in the author column in the upper right corner, and will not enter v. I am also very grateful to everyone for accompanying me to complete a book and write the other two small worlds and extra chapters. As expected, this account will not open any new articles. I wish you all a happy day and a good life.
Okay... When I saw this, I couldn't stand it anymore... I didn't feel like chasing my wife in the crematorium... Hmm...
Damn it... What the hell... Hahahahahaha, no wonder, little rose was abused by me, one main consciousness and one subconsciousness, so the abuse was in vain hahahahaha, I laughed to death. Small? It's a bit miserable... Ah hahahaha
No, I still want to say... Although I jumped to watch it, after knowing the main consciousness and sub-consciousness, I laughed to death. Did I almost feel like I was hurting myself? Hahaha, Little Rose almost lost her brain. Hahaha
Sure enough, no one can trust the crematorium for chasing my wife, so cheap.
It's really emotional. It feels like the story of the two of them has just begun. Maybe I'm more sympathetic. In the first small world, Chen Chen really cried when he died. "Chen Zhouhe, go and bask in the sun." It was really a knife. The early stage of the second small world was quite cruel. , I really want to kill Little Rose. I feel that I shouldn't be too cruel in the end (personal opinion), but it's still very beautiful. My wife should be very suitable for writing sweet articles. In addition, I really like the setting of the main world. I don't think it's too much for a single book.
Why are you still using your pen name? You are so humble.
Thank you, great job! You deserve to be so stupid
Double updates are available! (The pigeon puffs out its chest)
???? Writing guidance is really... A blessing...