After Mistaking the Villain, the Boss Fell for Me

Expected to enter VIP serialization on Friday Recommending my teacher's upcoming gong-centric story, The Sickly Beauty and His Little Wolfdog. Blurb below~ #Sweet, silly gong with nothing but a pretty face x cold, elegant shou with a dark side# 1. Ji Xiliu died, then came back to life. The System told him he had to complete the tasks of a villainous punching bag to return home. Ji Xiliu, who had never done anything bad in his life, was forced into the prison on Dilv, a desolate planet. To cheer him up, the System said, "Don't worry. A villain will be working with you, and together you'll suppress the original story's overpowered protagonist." Ji Xiliu believed it. He firmly believed that the prison warden, who looked quite vicious, was the boss who would join forces with him. Without hesitation, he latched onto the man's coattails. 2. Only after acting as someone's sidekick for a long time did Ji Xiliu realize that something was off. Hmm. Why wasn't the overpowered protagonist showing up? It was only later that he learned the novel had parallel plotlines, one hidden and one overt. There was a kind of protagonist on the hidden plotline whom people generally called the boss. And that boss sat in the prison warden's chair, tapping the edge of the desk at an unhurried pace. In his usual gentle voice, he said, "Come here. I want to hold you." #Note: There is a plot, but not much. The focus is on romance, and the plot is lighthearted.# #He acts like a villain, but the protagonist has never done anything bad.# ---Recommended Reads--- [The Sickly Beauty's Little Wolfdog] Author: Kexi Jiang Yisen was an unknown painter with poor health who fell ill every so often. Yet he had managed to live alone in an old-city alley for nearly seven years. One day in early summer, a high school student covered in bruises moved in next door. He was full of hostility, never said more than three words at a time, and clearly wanted nothing to do with anyone. He had a very unusual name: Sheng Xia. During the first week, Jiang Yisen heard the kid nearly blow up the kitchen and rushed over to put out the fire. During the second week, Jiang Yisen came down with a high fever and collapsed. Half-conscious, he was carried to the hospital by his neighbor. After that, Jiang Yisen cooked for his neighbor every day, and the other boy became his model. Jiang Yisen lowered his eyes and painted his bright eyes, his long, slender fingers, the texture of his skin. Later, at certain moments, Sheng Xia became his canvas. On a night filled with the racket of cicadas, Jiang Yisen came home unusually late. The hallway was stifling. Jiang Yisen fumbled for his keys in the dark, when a hand forcibly pulled him into the apartment across the hall. The eighteen-year-old awkwardly and urgently kissed him. Anger surged in his eyes, faintly lit by the dim light. "You knew from the start that I was falling for you, didn't you?" The older man, pressed for an answer, felt his heart race and his chest rise and fall with every breath. Still, he gently kissed the other's eyelids and the tip of his nose. "You little thing, you nearly killed me just now." Theme: Learn to cherish the beautiful life you have