The Sleeping Beauty in the Coffin

Note: This is an ABO story, with no children. The leads have an age gap.

Su Xiujin, who was preparing to become a shut-in, received a large package one day. Inside was a coffin of the sort used to store corpses in ancient times.

He looked it over, suspecting it was someone's prank, but then thought that no one would dare play such a joke on him.

So, curious, he opened the coffin, only to find a hibernation pod inside.

The moment he opened it, Su Xiujin felt enveloped by the sweet scent of love.

Inside was not a corpse, but a sleeping beauty.

A strong rush of pheromones engulfed him.

Those pheromones were so wild that he couldn't take it, and his vision went black.

When he came to, he found himself bound with ropes. The beauty who had been lying inside was now sitting boldly on the sofa opposite him, holding a fruit knife.

The faint scent of green plums hadn't quite faded. Su Xiujin felt awkward and didn't dare meet the other's eyes. He rarely lost control of his pheromones. This was bad!

The beauty saw he was awake, sneered, walked over, pressed the blade to his throat, and threatened him.

"Tell me, whose side are you on?"

Su Xiujin blinked, showing a rare hint of shyness.

"The Empire's. I'm forty-one, I have savings, a house, and a car, and no bad habits. My lungs haven't been great lately, but it doesn't affect my other abilities." He opened his puppy eyes wide, trying hard to imply that he was very capable.

Beauty: What the hell is this guy?

Ongoing story

Su Ziming was reborn.

The moment he was knocked away by a car, he finally believed that his father had never cared about him.

His father had only ever used him.

After being reborn, Su Ziming still refused to enter into an arranged marriage.

But he might consider getting married.

Taking the savings he'd built up over ten years, Su Ziming went to the legendary bar and immediately noticed a young man being surrounded and bullied.

Fair skin, a slender build, quiet, and clearly a beautiful college student from a poor family!

He'll do!

Su Ziming put a bank card in front of the beautiful college student and said firmly, "Two hundred thousand. Marry me."

Beautiful college student: ...

Su Ziming looked up and immediately sucked in a sharp breath.

How could it be him!

Qin Heng, the man who had pursued him in his previous life. But back then, Su Ziming had been focused on his career and coldly rejected him.

His reason: You have no money. I want money.

He vaguely remembered Qin Heng telling him to wait, but he hadn't taken it to heart.

Then he was hit by a car and reborn.

This was awkward...

Su Ziming tried to take back his bank card, but the other man grabbed it and held on tight.

The beautiful college student looked up, eyes glistening. "Okay!"

The Proud Childhood Friend and I Got Married at First Sight, a story told from the top's perspective

The top is proud and haughty, while the bottom is cold toward others but devoted and domestic toward his husband. (A rough, lazy, roguish top)

Ruan Moyang had always thought he would spend his whole life alone, living a quiet, unremarkable life while running his antique shop.

Then, on his thirtieth birthday, his mother personally brought him a birthday present: a bright red marriage certificate.

What he couldn't accept wasn't that he had been married off, but that his spouse was Jing Yu!

Jing Yu, who had cried all the time as a child (and somehow Ruan Moyang got blamed for it), and who had been a germaphobe and looked down on him when they grew up (and reported him to his parents)!

They hadn't seen each other for seven years, and they'd been on bad terms before they parted. Was it really a good idea for them to get married?

Ruan Moyang rubbed his face and looked at Jing Yu, hoping to prove that he was dreaming. But Jing Yu nodded along and said coolly, "Since you're marrying me, you'll have to do as I say in everything!"

For some reason, he instinctively wanted to argue.

You've got to be kidding! I couldn't stand up to you even before we got married!

Ruan Moyang pulled out a cigarette to calm down, but someone grabbed him by the ear. "Smoking?"

The cigarette was taken from his mouth, and a pale hand flashed past.

Jing Yu's handsome, aristocratic face wore that familiar look of disdain. "Smoke again and I'll put you out."

Ruan Moyang: What do I do if I married the person I thought I'd never have a chance with?!

Jing Yu: You good-for-nothing. Looking to die?

The night he found out Jing Yu had returned to the country, he hurriedly threw on a windbreaker and went to see him. At last, he saw the person he thought he would never see again.

That person was as cool and elegant as ever, looking at him with seven parts disdain and three parts disapproval. But Ruan Moyang loved that look. He was like a masochist, longing for it.

It turned out he loved this man even more than he had imagined.

Theme: As long as you hold firm to your beliefs, no matter how time changes or the world turns, your original feelings will remain unchanged