If I Can't Have Love, I'll Die

Rong Qiao is a reserved, sickly beauty who can't live without being showered with love.

By a twist of fate, he transmigrates into all kinds of power-fantasy novels about male protagonists rising to the top. He becomes the unrelated younger uncle who envies the protagonist's talent and wants to steal it, the best friend who betrays the protagonist, the scumbag who lets money blind him and throws a match to betray his team...

Rong Qiao looks through the endings of the characters he has become.

They include, but are not limited to, being reduced to ashes, becoming a vegetable after a car accident, having a hand severed, being beheaded, and being subjected to death by a thousand cuts...

"What do you want me to do?"

"Play these whetstone roles well so the male leads can reach the peak of their careers."

"Okay."

"Can I ask what the male leads are like physically?"

"..."

"Never mind, I'll see for myself."

"???"

Rong Qiao played his roles, and played them very well.

"Uncle, I'll give you my spirit-attracting bone. Just stay..."

"You want money? Name your price."

"Best friend? What kind of best friend disappears the day after getting his grandfather to sleep with me?!"

"You took that money before we won the championship, and now you're telling me you're a damn traitor?"

Rong Qiao smiled. "Loosen your grip a little. You're hurting me."

The hand clutching his collar, its veins standing out, abruptly loosened.

Using love, lies, feigned suffering, and acted pain as the branches of a flower named "love" and "possessiveness," he wove a delicate web, drawing his prey into its petals and binding them tight before they even realized what was happening.

One-on-one, happy ending, mutual devotion, seme protagonist

Theme: Only sincerity can nurture love in return.