The Hated Fake Young Master After Being Reborn

[Please add my ongoing novel, The Moonlight of Four Powerful Men, to your reading list! The blurb is at the bottom or on my author page.] Song Xunnan lived only twenty-four short years. The first half of his life was carefree and dazzling, with everyone doting on him. The second half saw him sink into the dirt and endure endless torment. It all changed at his twenty-first birthday party, when he learned that he was the child the Song family had mistakenly taken in, a thief who had stolen someone else's place. For the next three years, the parents who had once loved him treated him like he didn't exist. His eldest brother looked at him and said only, "Disgusting." His second brother made him walk barefoot over shattered glass to apologize. The real young master, Song Xi, stole his work. No one had ever truly loved Song Xunnan. He tried his best to earn their affection, only to be trampled into the mud and spat on. When he opened his eyes again, he was back at his twenty-first birthday party. Song Xunnan no longer had any illusions about the Song family. But something seemed wrong. His eldest brother, who had once slapped him and made him face his place in the family, looked at him silently with tender concern. He stroked his head and said gently, "Xiaonan, things will get better." When his second brother had once coldly refused his request for help, now a single joking remark from Song Xunnan was enough to make him go to great lengths to find the finest jade for him to choose from and play with. The real young master, Song Xi, who had mocked him in his previous life, found a drawer full of medicine and, eyes red, frantically demanded to know what was wrong. He wept and begged Song Xunnan not to let anything happen to him. And his parents... Song Xunnan was baffled. What on earth had happened to this world? What he didn't know was that everyone had shared the same dream. In the dream, as they cried out in unbearable anguish, Song Xunnan turned and calmly walked into a raging fire. The flames consumed him completely, leaving nothing behind. Song Xunnan didn't know that, so when the Song family cautiously asked what would make him happy, he lowered his eyes and thought it over carefully. After a long moment, a radiant smile spread across his lips. His tone was cruel: "I'd be happy if I never had to see any of you again." Wen Heng x Song Xunnan Cool, abstinent doctor seme [[The Moonlight of Four Powerful Men]] Jiang Xinglan randomly chose a world to enjoy his retirement, but accidentally picked a world of scum semes and trash bottoms he'd been to before, where everyone even looked exactly the same. Back then, he'd played the early-dead, cherished white moonlight bottom of four scum semes in this very world. A CEO ruined his future, treated him like a plaything, and abandoned him to die. A lawyer stripped him of his freedom and left him to suffer from depression. The esports prodigy he'd raised and mentored stood by coldly when he was framed, doing nothing to help and even becoming the final straw that broke the camel's back. A hugely popular actor used him up and then kicked him aside... Jiang Xinglan: "." Fine. He looked at the body-double agreement held out to him, lifted his lips, and gave a playful, teasing smile. When it came down to the body double or the white moonlight, who would they choose? Later, the arrogant CEO begged him with red-rimmed eyes to look back at him. The lawyer who had imprisoned him knelt and let him do whatever he wanted. Everyone fell in love with him all over again, begging him to spare them even a little affection. Jiang Xinglan merely watched from the sidelines, looking on coldly. As they fought like mad for his attention, he suddenly laughed, excitement and malice impossible to hide in his eyes. "You say you love me?" "How does someone fall into the same river twice?" He sighed with mock sincerity, a wicked smile on his lips. One time, Jiang Xinglan got drunk and ended up in bed with his direct superior. He thought it was a one-off and didn't dwell on it, but beneath that man's composed exterior, he glimpsed an obsessive, maddened side. "Why do you keep looking at them? Why won't you turn around and look at me...?" His calm, self-possessed expression fractured piece by piece before Jiang Xinglan. His pale, feverish fingertips trembled against Jiang Xinglan's cheek, his voice choked with pain and desperation. "Could you look at me, too? Could you lie to me, too...? You never see me..." Jiang Xinglan's lips curved. His advice was entirely sincere. "Fang Sichen, someone like me, who abandons you at the end of every world, is someone you should forget as soon as possible." Theme: Look ahead. There are more wonderful things to look forward to.