After 29,999 Transmigrations, I Got a Happy Ending with My Unhinged Beauty

Crazy, beautiful top (idol painter) × sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, stubborn and awkward bottom (former pilot)

They marry first and fall in love later. A story about prey working hard to save himself, only to become a delicious main course and get devoured completely...

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Just like that, he smoothly transmigrated again, and again, and again... (The next ten thousand words have been omitted.)

Other people transmigrate and become kings, rule the land, have beauties at their side, and accomplish great things. But him? Birds and beasts, nonhuman creatures, little plants and mushrooms, even nonliving things...

He was so sick of getting assigned the wrong thing every time. After finally becoming human again, the System assigned him the body of a married man!

He Tian: "Let's get one thing straight: I'll perform, but I absolutely will not sell my body!"

The next second, he sees the husband he's been assigned: "Um... what was I saying? I mean, having a beauty in my arms isn't out of the question..."

Joking aside, let's just get along like friends, the way we used to.

Anyway, no matter what he transmigrates into, it's only for three days.

After three days, the System takes him back again.

Five minutes later...

"Help me, help me! Help me..."

He Tian stared at his bruised and battered back in the mirror and grumbled: That beauty sure is strong.

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[Bonus Scene]

Zheng Jing tapped the armrest twice with his fingertip. "Come here like a good boy. I don't like forcing anyone."

"Huh?" He Tian hadn't recovered his wits yet. "What? Isn't this moving a little fast?"

"Death or life. Pick one." Zheng Jing tugged at his tie. "Three, two..."

He Tian: (So fierce? He's trying to scare me. Who's afraid of dying? I'll be saying goodbye to you in three days anyway~)

Zheng Jing stood up. "Time's up."

After that, He Tian learned that there was another kind of impossible choice: wanting to die but being unable to, or wishing he were dead.

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In an era when data simulation technology was advancing rapidly, people had become overly dependent on System calculations and arrangements, gradually losing their imagination and ability to feel.

Zheng Jing, a genius painter born with extraordinary artistic talent and limitless creativity, became a spiritual idol whom the public admired and adored. His paintings were worth their weight in gold, and even magazines featuring his photos sold out.

But after a long stretch of missed deadlines and absence notices, rumors spread that Zheng Jing had run dry of inspiration and could no longer paint. The public fell into a panic.

Who could have guessed that his next public appearance would be to announce that he was married?

Fans abandoning him? Not a chance!

Hmph, they just had to find out what lucky person had the exclusive pleasure of the male idol's company.

At the interview, the great painter Zheng Jing waved, captivating everyone.

But the reporters only had eyes for He Tian. "Your spouse is so handsome!"

"Of course." Zheng Jing tightened his arm around him.

Everyone: "Ah, so sweet~ They really are perfect for each other!"

Reporter: "What are your plans after marriage?"

He Tian smiled. "Stay alive. Live well."

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Reader's Guide:

1. This is a flights-of-fancy story. Fun comes first, so please don't overthink it.

2. This version of the blurb was written on September 24, 2024, and has been saved.

Theme: Crazy to the point of madness, hurting to the bone, all for one person to come and save him.