When the Villainous Beauty Gives Up

Bai Yu died young and transmigrated into the long, melodramatic harem novel he'd never managed to finish before his death, as a vicious cannon-fodder character.

On his first night after transmigrating into the book, he stared speechlessly at the three men in bed.

The male lead, the second male lead, and the villainous male lead...

Great, what a lineup. Bai Yu figured he might as well die.

The three powerful men exchanged glances. In the end, the villain spoke first:

"Move over. Make room for me."

But the male lead and second male lead shook their heads at the same time. "There's no room. Figure something out yourself."

Bai Yu asked cautiously, "How about I get down?"

"No," all three said at once.

He pointed to the protagonist, the shou, who was standing outside the door with tears in his eyes. "Should one of you go comfort him?"

"No," the three refused again.

Bai Yu: ...You can't keep this up. You'll get censored.

After a struggle, just as Bai Yu was preparing to accept his fate, the third male lead suddenly arrived and whisked him away.

Bai Yu: You look kind of familiar. Wait, aren't you my dear childhood friend from the book?!

Shen Guiqi was so angry that the veins at his temples throbbed. "What, do you want me to take you back?"

Bai Yu: OvO!

Shen Guiqi: Bai Yu! Don't even think about it!

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Shen Guiqi had few convictions in life. The one he held to above all else was the hand that had pulled him out of an endless abyss.

Long fingers, stained with Bai Yu's blood.

Bai Yu taught him to read, showed him how to tell right from wrong, and guided him toward the light, telling him never to look back.

So whenever Shen Guiqi's life hung by a thread, he silently repeated that name in his heart.

Bai Yu.

Bai Yu.

You must sit high upon the throne.

Yet, just as he was about to destroy the mastermind behind it all in the final battle, his most trusted subordinate shot an arrow through his heart.

Shen Guiqi looked up at the hawk circling in the sky and silently repeated Bai Yu's name. Gritting his teeth, he pushed himself up with his sword.

His vision kept going dark, yet he saw the person behind it all walking toward him in a mask, light on their feet.

A hand so familiar covered his face and removed the mask of dark iron.

"Oh," Bai Yu said with a beaming smile. "Were you thinking of me just now?"

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An obedient, shy gong who turns dark and obsessive later x a carefree shou who lies through his teeth

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