After transmigrating into a book, Xie Ciqing diligently followed the System's assigned tasks, maintaining his supporting-character persona.
He devoted himself to loving the protagonist, while loathing the sickly, spoiled Seventh Prince who had forced him into marriage and ruined his career prospects. In the novel, the prince was the villainous supporting character.
As long as he followed the plot and stayed in character, Xie Ciqing could return to his original world.
On the day the Seventh Prince died from the poison, he clutched Xie Ciqing's hand, his eyes filled with resentment and fury.
"Xie Ciqing, you betrayed me. I will never let you have your wish and spend your life with him. I'll make you die with me. You owe me this!"
With poisoned blood on his lips, he kissed Xie Ciqing, then gradually fell silent.
Xie Ciqing's eyes were bloodshot as he held the man who had died in his arms. At last, he realized this was more than just a novel, and the other man was more than just a cold, flat character on a page.
"All right. I'll die with you."
Xie Ciqing regretted it. He regretted treating everything as cold data, all just so he could return as quickly as possible to his own world.
At the moment he died from the poison, Xie Ciqing was reborn.
As he looked at the "beloved" he had silently protected, a cold frost gradually crept into his warm gaze.
Lu Changyuan didn't discover he was living in a play until he was nearly dead. The man he loved was a devoted supporting character in the play, deeply in love with another man.
Lu Changyuan was consumed by hatred. As he lay dying, all he could think was that he wanted to tear the man before him apart and devour him.
He made his blood into poison, just so the man would die with him. Only then could he avoid becoming a complete joke.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Changyuan was back on the day before his wedding.
After five years of marriage, he and Xie Ciqing had never been true partners.
Standing high above, Lu Changyuan watched Xie Ciqing chatting happily with someone and suddenly let out a cold laugh.
Lu Changyuan didn't understand the idea of cutting his losses. He only knew that even if Xie Ciqing was destined never to love him and hated him to the core, he still wouldn't let him have his way.
Xie Ciqing, in this life, I no longer ask for your heart, but I will have you for myself.
Lu Changyuan knew he was obsessed. He would rather drag Xie Ciqing into a lifetime of resentment and entanglement than let him go and give him what he wanted.
In this life, Lu Changyuan would live well. He would make his husband hate him to the core, yet be powerless to do anything about it, forced to watch the man he loved marry someone else while spending his life with the man he hated most.
He never expected that, in this life, they would grow old together hand in hand, sharing a lifetime of happiness.
(A classic regret-and-redemption story. I can't write in an authentic classical style, so this is my take on an ancient setting. Modern expressions may crop up, so if that's not your thing, please stop here. It'll be better for both of us.)
Blurb written on December 3, 2022.
Theme: Learn to understand yourself.