I'm really sorry. There was a bit of a bug in the outline when I started this story, so I'm sorting it out. I won't abandon it. I'll update another book in the meantime to clear my head. "Bows" Thank you, my dears, for your support.
[Story Blurb]
Tang Yu died suddenly.
The good news: he died, but not completely. Instead, he transmigrated into a book.
The bad news: he became the tragic, sickly, same-name-and-surname, lovesick second male lead, and the kind who has to die again in two years. Apparently, the illness he has will be named after him.
Fine, fine! So that's how we're playing it.
To hell with crying for the protagonist shou, laughing for the protagonist shou, and banging his head against the wall for the protagonist shou.
This couple, who seem to embody the entire criminal code, made him so mad that he stayed up writing a furious essay in the comments until two in the morning. That's why he died suddenly.
So his main mission in this world is to cut the red string between those two until not a single scrap remains. Even if he has to die, he'll bury one of them in the South Pole and the other in the North Pole!
"I've only got two years left, so I'm the dad of this world now. I'm going to bring the light of justice to this godforsaken lawless land. In two years, I'll be this world's hero!"
But on his own, he can't make much of a splash. He decides to find a powerful ally, and sets his sights on the most mentally stable major villain in the whole novel.
And so his daily routine becomes:
When the protagonist gong picks up food, he spins the table. When the protagonist shou opens the door, he gets in the car. When it comes to the major villain's love life, he makes things up. (Not really.)
He makes sure nobody is happy.
Everything is under his control, except for the major villain's increasingly strange gaze.
Then the two-year deadline arrives. Thanks to Tang Yu's meddling, the protagonist gong and shou have become sworn enemies who won't rest until the other is dead, while the major villain has become the richest man in the country, with no one able to rival him.
Tang Yu nods in satisfaction, ready to flee abroad and arrange a peaceful death for himself. He doesn't want to die as miserably as the original character did in the later stages of his illness.
But the major villain suddenly appears in front of him, dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes.
"Don't leave me."
The major villain lowers his head and drops to one knee. "Let's get married, okay? I'm begging you."
Like the most humble believer begging his merciful god to stay in a world that was never his.
[Upcoming Story]
The Little Lunatic's Guide to Bankruptcy (Reborn)
Wen Jingzhi was the industry's model workaholic CEO. For years, he got up earlier than a rooster and went to bed later than a dog, single-handedly taking the entire Wen family to new heights.
He never expected that the very family members he had devoted himself to would stab him in the back, in the literal, physical sense.
When he woke again, he couldn't believe he'd been reborn.
But wasn't this point in his rebirth a little too early? Looking at his chubby little hands, barely big enough to hold a cherry, he could only howl at the sky.
Heavens, why are you doing this to me? I've never seen a save point this early!
But now that he was reborn, he would never again be a diligent CEO.
He was going to do his best to become a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid who could lie flat!
And he had to be the kind who caused trouble at every opportunity!
In this awful world, he would go mad every day with his beautiful state of mind!
Then one day, on his way home, he found a boy covered in grime.
Based on all the novels he'd read recently, this was a recipe for disaster: at best, he'd lose his money; at worst, his family would be destroyed.
Especially since he sensed a hint of a heaven-defying protagonist in this stubborn-eyed boy, that unmistakable feeling of "My fate is mine to control, not Heaven's."
Great, great, just his type! Come on, use the Wen family as a stepping stone to the top!
But as time went by, he understood less and less about how the plot was developing.
Weren't his parents and little brother supposed to suck him dry, while secretly hating him?
Instead, life at home went like this:
He caused trouble nonstop, wrecked things, scribbled all over the place, and bullied his little brother and the boy he'd picked up whenever he got the chance.
Father Wen: "Zhi Zhi drew such a lovely picture today!"
Mother Wen: "We have to hang it in the most prominent spot in the house!"
Little brother: "Big Brother is amazing! Fan Fan wants to learn from Big Brother too!"
Even though it was just an abstract doodle he'd scrawled at random with his chubby little hands.
The boy he'd picked up was even more enthusiastic, clapping wildly and feeding him apple cut into little pieces.
"One day, I'm going to put on a huge art exhibition for Zhi Zhi and show everyone how amazing he is!"
Wen Jingzhi was dumbfounded. Had this world gone completely mad?
Theme: Even beneath the dust, the purest of hearts can be found.
Just accept the discarded cat, right?
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers