Honey, Did Your Character Setting Collapse?

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Blurb:

Yu Yuan was raised spoiled and pampered. His life's ambition was to be a pretty little husband who never had to lift a finger.

His marriage match, Huo Siyu, was a little too quiet, a little too aloof, and a little too slow to reply to messages, but he was gorgeous, generous with his money, and emotionally stable.

Fine. He had half achieved his dream of being a pampered spouse.

One day, he got into a car accident on his way home. When he opened his eyes again, he felt like he hadn't suffered any lasting damage, so Young Master Yu went home.

The villa was empty. Night had fallen completely. In the darkness, a low, gloomy voice sounded right behind him, chillingly cold:

"Who are you?"

Yu Yuan shuddered in fright, his hair standing on end. Before he could react, a hand clamped around his wrist.

"Wife?"

Yu Yuan, hearing those two words from Huo Siyu for the first time: ...

Holy crap, husband, have you gone off character?

*

Yu Yuan only found out later that the car accident had sent him straight ten years into the future.

Over the past ten years, Huo Siyu had searched for him like a madman, waited for him, then finally accepted that he would never come back.

Now everyone in the business world knew that the once-gentle and courteous Mr. Huo had become a widower, gloomy and unpredictable, and especially sensitive about anyone mentioning his late lover.

He was even more averse to people who had a death wish and tried to curry favor with him by imitating the way his lover spoke and dressed.

*

Ten-years-older Huo Siyu seemed wrong in every possible way to Yu Yuan, and yet he found it thrilling.

In the past, when Yu Yuan went out to meet friends late at night, Huo Siyu would only send him a message saying to stay safe, then have a driver wait downstairs for him when it was time to come home.

Now, Yu Yuan had barely stepped out the door when a message popped up on his phone:

"Wife, I'm hurt. It's really bad."

"It's red and swollen, with sticky discharge. It might be inflamed or infected."

Yu Yuan hurried home, panting. "Where are you hurt? Let me see..."

Before he could finish, his eyes flew open in disbelief, his expression freezing in place.

Huo Siyu leaned against the headboard in disheveled clothes. He looked up at Yu Yuan with a slight frown, seeming innocent and vulnerable. "Wife, it still hurts."

"Can you rub it for me?"

Yu Yuan: "..."

Coming soon:

*

Lu Wan had been spoiled and pampered since childhood, and after getting married, Zhong Lin indulged him even more, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Before leaving home, he had just finished reading a wealthy-family ABO novel about forced love.

After a car accident, he forgot everything about his real life and firmly believed he was an Omega with a defective gland and no pheromones, forced to marry a top Alpha to save his family.

That all-powerful, cold, domineering Alpha, who could destroy the Lu family with a snap of his fingers, was none other than the husband who stayed by his hospital bed to care for him every day.

At the hospital, Zhong Lin wouldn't let him get out of bed by himself or skip even one pill. He even personally checked how many glasses of water Lu Wan drank each day.

Lu Wan was secretly alarmed.

The top Alpha's possessiveness was as extreme as the rumors said.

To save his family, he decided to lie low for now.

He began planning how to use his beauty to undermine the capitalist's rationality, use his heat to drain the capitalist's strength, get pregnant with an heir as soon as possible, and seize all of the Zhong family's fortune in one fell swoop.

There was just one problem: he couldn't release pheromones.

*

So the Alpha wouldn't discover his defective gland, Lu Wan secretly bought a bottle of perfume. Every day after his shower, he sprayed it twice on the back of his neck, pretending it was his pheromones.

But for several days in a row, Zhong Lin showed no reaction.

Lu Wan could only hint tactfully, "Don't you think the air around us feels a little different?" He nonchalantly exposed the fragrant nape of his neck to the Alpha.

Zhong Lin put down his papers and held out a hand. "Come here."

Zhong Lin wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him into his arms. The man's nose pressed against the back of his neck, sniffing slowly for a while.

Lu Wan tensed. "Can you smell it?"

"Mm."

"You're leaking pheromones badly."

Zhong Lin stared at him with a dark gaze.

Lu Wan immediately grew wary.

Had his pheromones become so potent that they could send a top Alpha into an instinctive heat?

*

A concussion meant he couldn't be subjected to any shocks. The doctor told Zhong Lin not to rush to correct him, but to go along with the patient's perceptions and guide him gradually.

They had known each other for five years and been married for two. Even though Lu Wan had forgotten everything, he still instinctively relied on Zhong Lin and obeyed him. The supposed forced marriage existed only in Lu Wan's mind.

As for why Zhong Lin didn't set him straight:

One reason was that the doctor had said not to upset the patient.

The other was that it was hard to resist an Omega with a defective gland who went into a chaotic heat five times a month.

[Bonus Scene]:

One night, Lu Wan was so exhausted that his mind was hazy when he suddenly felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck.

He came to instantly and hurriedly covered it with his hand. "You can't give me a permanent mark!"

Zhong Lin remained calm. "Too late."

How despicable!

Top Alphas were all such shameless, underhanded creatures. They always took advantage when an Omega was at their most vulnerable, then, after the deed was done, casually informed them: You're completely mine now.

When Zhong Lin saw that he wasn't saying anything, he prepared to pull away.

Lu Wan wrapped his arms around Zhong Lin's waist. "You can't leave."

The Omega's cheeks were flushed, but his expression was serious. "After a permanent mark is given, we have to stay joined for a while, or the mark might not take."

"How long?"

Lu Wan spoke cautiously. "At least... tonight."

Zhong Lin nodded thoughtfully.

"All right."

He would remember that.

Theme: Love can transcend time and reshape us both.