Ashes That Won't Burn

[Serializing May 11: Mr. One in Ten Thousand (ABO), please add it to your reading list~]

“Whether to let him go or love him properly, Yin Zeyan could do neither.”

The biggest mistake of Lin Qingzhou's life was falling in love with Yin Zeyan. He loved him wholeheartedly for twelve years, giving him everything he had.

He gave up his dreams and dignity for Yin Zeyan's career, and would even have given up his life for him. In the end, all he got in return was: “Let's break up. I'm tired of you.”

The day Lin Qingzhou was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he broke down in agony and begged him: “Brother Yan, I'm going to die. Please come see me.”

Yin Zeyan put an arm around his own celebrity and replied impatiently, “When you're dead, go to the funeral home. Don't bother me.”

Lin Qingzhou thought twelve years of love would be enough to make him come back. He silently endured all the rumors about Yin Zeyan until a sex video was sent to him. The sudden downpour finally extinguished his love.

Looking wretched in the rain, as if he had died once already, he said, “I agree to break up. I won't lie to you this time.”

After saying that, Lin Qingzhou vanished.

Everyone thought Yin Zeyan no longer loved Lin Qingzhou, and he thought so himself.

After twelve years of sex, he was tired of it. He was sick of the faint scent of rose on Lin Qingzhou.

Even his rose fragrance was the cheapest kind.

But once Lin Qingzhou was gone, Yin Zeyan began obsessively thinking about him: his gentleness, and all the foolish things he had done for him. Then insomnia caused a car accident, and his memories became trapped at the age when he loved Lin Qingzhou most. A copy of Lin Qingzhou's medical test results fell into his hands.

At last, the arrogant and ruthless Mr. Yin bowed his head and broke down in hysterical sobs.

He frantically searched for Lin Qingzhou, but there was no longer any trace of himself in the other's eyes. Throwing away all dignity and pride, Yin Zeyan knelt at Lin Qingzhou's feet and begged, “I was wrong. I deserve to die. Hit me, curse me, kill me, anything you want. Just look at me one more time, please?”

Content warnings:

1. They have already broken up by the third chapter. Neither of them cheats! The main story has a tragic ending; the extras have an unconventional happy ending. If you aren't prepared for this, please turn back.

2. The recipient doesn't die, and nobody is reborn. It's an old-school, extremely melodramatic story, written with elementary-school-level prose.

3. The relationship is not exclusive. Please don't bring up other authors' works. Thank you for being respectful.

4. There is no change of love interest. First the recipient suffers, then the giver. Please don't insult the author, please don't insult the author, please don't insult the author. Lots of love~

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Mr. One in Ten Thousand (ABO), Yan Mo and Chu Xing

“He's my dog, and he'll be my dog for life.”

As an excellent Omega, Yan Mo has everything going for him. His one flaw is that he loves Chu Xing too much, the lover whose 100% compatibility means they ought to love each other.

He loves Chu Xing unconditionally. In public, he plays along and puts on a false face. At home, he endures Chu Xing bringing other people back to spend the night again and again. All he can do is kneel like a dog at the door, unable even to whimper.

When his heat comes, Yan Mo suffers on the floor, pleading over and over, “Sir.”

Chu Xing grips his excessively slender neck, his expression dark with disgust. “Yan Mo, stop making me sick. Find something to play with by yourself.”

The lover who should have cherished him wishes he were dead. He often pins down Yan Mo's gland and watches him convulse in pain, always adding the same words: “What makes you think you're worthy?”

When Chu Xing was young, someone attacked his gland and nearly killed him. After he woke, his ability to sense pheromones had diminished. As a top Alpha, he considered it a disgrace, and the culprit shamelessly continued to love him.

Everyone knows he hates Yan Mo. He wants to rip out his damned gland and make him act like a dog in front of him. He hurts Yan Mo without a second thought.

When his friend tries to warn him, he isn't worried at all. “He's just a dog. How could a dog leave its owner?”

Later, when Yan Mo no longer loves him, Chu Xing throws his dignity away, kneels before him, and offers him a leash, begging for just one glance. “Mo Mo, can I be your dog?”

“I was the one in ten thousand destined for Sir, but Sir doesn't love me.”

*

He Doesn't Want Me Anymore, Shen Huan and Su Xingyuan

Everyone says Shen Huan is the wanton slut of South City, a man who can't lift a hand or carry anything on his shoulders. His only assets are his silence and his stamina in bed.

Su Xingyuan, notorious for his womanizing, kept him at his side for three years. He lavished money on him, fed him well, and took him along to all kinds of public events.

Just as everyone thought Su Xingyuan had fallen for him, he suddenly sneered, “He's just a plaything. You people really take him seriously?”

He treated Shen Huan well in public, but in private he sent him out like the most lowly piece of merchandise.

A friend couldn't stand it and tried to talk sense into him. “That's too much. Aren't you afraid he'll rebel?”

Su Xingyuan snuffed out his cigarette without changing expression. “He'll do anything for money anyway, and he can't leave me. You haven't seen how desperate he is for affection.”

His heart had started beating for Shen Huan, but he refused to admit it. Then, on the day of a heavy snowfall, Shen Huan left and never came back.

Only then did Su Xingyuan realize what he had lost.

Shen Huan was born unlucky. Abandoned as a child and plagued by illness, he went from one man's bed to another just to survive.

He thought he would go on rotting away until he met Su Xingyuan, who had returned from studying abroad.

That man was sincere and sunny. He taught Shen Huan how to live, how to write his name, and once told him that he deserved to be loved, too.

The poor boy tried hard to wipe away everything shameful about himself, shed his armor, and offered up the only clean thing he had: his heart.

Then he heard that man's mockery. Shen Huan could only give a bitter smile. What a trial he must have been for him.

On the day he left, South City was buried under its heaviest snow in a century. Standing at the crossroads, he seemed to see the man kneeling there, sobbing hysterically. “Shen Huan!! Please, come back, won't you!!!”

In the bitter wind, Shen Huan only smiled and kept walking without looking back.

*

Has the Demon Lord Been Pinned Down Again Today? Flirtatious, hedonistic, cruel-on-the-outside-but-kind-within recipient vs. sharp-tongued, pure-hearted, kind-on-the-outside-but-dark-within giver

The Demon Lord Xue Renhan is a shameless womanizer, seductive and bewitching. He is a vicious menace feared by every sect, petty and vengeful, with a taste for cruel methods.

During the war between immortals and demons, he fell in love at first sight with Pei Junchu, the young master of the immortal sects, and swore to take him into his harem.

Everyone called him a shameless scoundrel with delusions of grandeur. Xue Renhan narrowed his eyes and smiled wickedly. “Just wait and see.”

*

On Pei Junchu's wedding day, Xue Renhan stormed the immortal sect with his followers. He forcefully pressed the head of the gravely wounded Pei Junchu down to kowtow, then pointed at his family and said coldly, “You don't get to decide whether you'll marry me. Who do you think I should kill first?”

After a night in the bridal chamber, Pei Junchu was forced to give in and was taken back to the demon realm. Everyone thought he was surely doomed: beaten every three days and starved every five. But Xue Renhan doted on him, cherished him, and even let himself be pinned down...

He did everything he could to please him. “A Chu, among all the people in the world, only you satisfy me.”

“A Chu, I love you. I'll give you anything you want.”

Pei Junchu always answered with harsh insults. “Xue Renhan, you disgust me. You're utterly shameless!”

*

Xue Renhan cherished and protected him, believing he would eventually move his heart. Then one day the demon realm was massacred, and rivers of blood flowed. Looking at the innocent young demons who had been slaughtered, and Pei Junchu standing among the people of the immortal sects with a righteous look on his face, he finally understood what was in that man's heart.

Even someone as cruel and bloodthirsty as him was in agony, his eyes bloodshot. “Pei Junchu! You're far better at being heartless than I am. Fine, have it your way today!” With that, he exploded in front of everyone.

Pei Junchu broke through the forbidden spell and spat up blood. He went berserk, wounded everyone around him, and collapsed in a trembling, broken mess as he clutched Xue Renhan's body. “Xue Renhan!!! I love you! I really do love you!!”

Later, people said Pei Junchu was mad for a long time. He fell completely into darkness and became a demon, turning into the nightmare of the entire immortal sect.

Until one day, he saw Xue Renhan dressed in white, holding a man who looked like a courtesan in his arms. Gritting his teeth, he asked, “Renhan, who is he?”

Xue Renhan curled his lips into a smile. “My 360th concubine. Got a problem with that?”

Theme: Don't let suffering hold you back. Keep running forward with determination!