What Should I Do After Falling for You Again? [Reborn]

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Ruan Zheng and Sui Nian grew up in the same courtyard. They fell in love at eighteen and married at twenty-two, rising from nothing to the top of the world. Everyone envied them.

Only Ruan Zheng knew he wanted to leave.

Sui Nian was still Sui Nian, but he was no longer Ruan Zheng's Sui Nian.

He missed the Sui Nian who used to spoon-feed him water when he was sick and warm his blankets in the dead of winter because he was afraid Ruan Zheng might get cold. Not the one he had now, who had a private doctor for every ailment, never had to worry about going hungry or being cold, and slept alone in a king-sized bed.

Sui Nian hadn't cheated, but his heart had changed.

Ruan Zheng was no longer the center of his world. His career mattered more.

Ruan Zheng's heart hadn't changed, either. He just didn't want to love anymore.

After Ruan Zheng sent Sui Nian a message saying he wanted a divorce, he died.

It was pouring that day, and with tears blurring his vision, his car plunged down a mountainside.

The day he was reborn was dramatic, too.

It was the day Ruan Zheng had once cherished most, when Sui Nian confessed his love to him.

So he remembered it clearly: May 18.

On May 18, when he was eighteen, Ruan Zheng thought that if he didn't go to that grove, he wouldn't meet Sui Nian, who had prepared ninety-nine kinds of flowers and plants to confess to him. There would be no heartbreak later, and maybe there wouldn't even be a later at all...

Midnight. May 19.

Nothing happened.

Ruan Zheng thought that, in the end, things had changed.

On May 20, Ruan Zheng, who had decided to have nothing more to do with Sui Nian in this life, opened the door and saw someone standing in the courtyard.

The young man stood silently against the light. Ruan Zheng looked up, and his hopeless heart gave a traitorous thump.

Damn it, he'd been looking at him for twenty or thirty years. How the hell was he still so handsome?

Sui Nian didn't ask why Ruan Zheng hadn't shown up for their date. He didn't cling to him and indulge his every whim like he had back then, either.

He grew quieter, more withdrawn. Even when his grades dropped so much, he didn't seem to care.

Watching Sui Nian like this, Ruan Zheng simmered with anger. It was just a failed confession. Did he have to act like his life was over?

If he just let things go on like this, wouldn't the future Sui Nian, who would one day dominate the world, disappear, too?

Breaking his usual rule, Ruan Zheng spoke first. “Come on, man. Pull yourself together. You'll always be my brother.”

Later, Ruan Zheng realized that once someone pulled himself together, they couldn't stay brothers.

Commissioned artist: Huaye Bainiao

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★ The Perfect Coffin Match

[Unhinged Ghost King & Beauty in a Ghost Marriage]

After Jiang Xing died, a second male corpse appeared in his coffin.

A lifelong single, he had been assigned a ghost marriage.

For some reason, he couldn't enter the cycle of reincarnation or return to the world of the living.

He could wander around among the living during the day, but at night he shared a coffin in a lonely grave with a very dead male ghost.

Luckily, the ghost was handsome, and his corpse didn't decay. The more Jiang Xing looked at him, the better-looking he seemed. After a while, he made a pretty comfortable body pillow.

That is, until one day, a passing Daoist priest said that the coffin contained a corpse bound to suppress souls.

It was meant to hold down the person inside the coffin, preventing him from entering the cycle of reincarnation after death and condemning him to a lifetime as a lonely ghost.

Jiang Xing flew into a rage and turned dark, trying every way he could to separate the male ghost from himself.

After exhausting every method, he somehow returned to life!

Back among the living, Jiang Xing was a little dazed. Anyway, he was alive!

To hell with all that underworld nonsense!

Just as Jiang Xing was getting ready to start over as a human, the soul-suppressing corpse showed up again that night!

At midnight, Jiang Xing woke groggily, unable to breathe beneath the weight pressing down on him. The soul-suppressing male ghost who had followed him for five years was pinning him down and staring at him.

What? How could a ghost who had been as good as dead, without a mind of his own, suddenly open his eyes?!

Worse still, the man's eyes, like the abyss of hell, were fixed on him. He was even more terrifyingly cold than he had been in the coffin!

Jiang Xing shuddered and reached out to fight back.

The man easily pinned him beneath him. His dark eyes were cold, his voice chilling. “You suppressed me for five years. You think you can just leave?”

Jiang Xing's eyes flew open. What? So I was the soul-suppressing corpse all along?!

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★ After I Transmigrated Into a Book, the Great Demon Lord Bought Me

When Lu Zhiyu opened his eyes, he was in a packed building with three or four floors. It didn't look particularly ethereal or luxurious.

It was even a little eerie and... seedy.

As for the so-called Celestial Officials... their looks left much to be desired.

He looked at the rope tied around him, then at the auctioneer beside him, whose face was like a monkey's, and wondered what was going on...

The monkey-faced auctioneer announced, “The auction is officially open! A once-in-a-century yin furnace cauldron! Bidding starts at three hundred spirit stones. Once the hammer falls, the deal is final!”

Lu Zhiyu: ???

He clearly remembered transmigrating into a cultivation novel, where the original owner had just ascended.

Now a bunch of men were bidding on him. Were Celestial Officials all this unrestrained???

And what the hell was a yin furnace cauldron?

As the auction neared its end, the Bat King was determined to win.

Lu Zhiyu, the one being auctioned, still had no idea what was going on. The man bidding was so ugly, and his gaze so strange, that Lu Zhiyu had a bad feeling.

Someone whispered gleefully in his ear:

“The Bat King cultivates a yin technique and can't sleep with women. He likes men as furnace cauldrons, sending his power into their bodies through sex. Once he's finished, he devours their souls.”

Lu Zhiyu: Holy shit!

He struggled to escape, but his whole body was limp and powerless. He looked around and spotted a face behind a mask, peering out from a private room upstairs, hidden behind layer upon layer of curtains.

Their eyes met. Lu Zhiyu frantically fluttered his eyelashes at the man.

Based on his years of reading, someone in a private room dressed like that was definitely a big shot.

No way was he going to let some man have his way with him. First flirt with a big shot, then run!

The man was momentarily stunned, then smiled. “Do you want to come with me?”

Lu Zhiyu nodded frantically.

The whole room fell silent.

After they left, cries of surprise suddenly rang out through the auction house:

“The great demon lord took that pretty boy away?”

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