My Child Bridegroom [Short Story]

○ Adoption story, pseudo-incest Weibo: @Qianqian Code Machine. My next novel will be "The Eighth Year Without My Wife" Blurb: Everyone knows that Zhao Xiaozhao has an older brother who isn't related to her by blood or marriage. When Zhao Xiaozhao was little, she adored him. A compassionate child with too much empathy, she accepted Zhao Yuming as family from the moment he walked through the door. The adults often joked that the Zhao family had found Zhao Xiaozhao a child groom. But as they grew up, a rift formed between them, and they drifted further and further apart. Even when they were the only two people at home sharing a meal, they couldn't manage a single word to each other. Zhao Xiaozhao had probably long forgotten the meaningless jokes from her childhood. Zhao Yuming was the only one who had ever taken seriously the idea that he was her child groom. He built Xiaozhao a home that belonged only to the two of them. Then, one day, he finally brought her there. Watching Xiaozhao wake from unconsciousness, Zhao Yuming knew that even if she hated and feared him, he still had to keep her by his side. But Xiaozhao showed no sign of fear. Instead, she smiled, eyes curving. “Brother, you finally brought me here.” Content warnings: SC / happy ending. The male lead is devoted to only her, body and soul, and has loved her since childhood. They are registered under different household records. Dark and twisted, but still sweet. Everyone is a freak. This is an indulgent kink story written to satisfy the author's preferences. This is a straight romance! I don't accept calling it psychological gender reversal. The blurb idea was screenshotted and posted on Weibo on 2023.12.18. My next novel will be "The Eighth Year Without My Wife". If you're interested, please add it to your favorites~ ○ Money-loving, hard-of-hearing, completely straight woman x gentle, domestic man turned dark ○ Unrequited love from the man / widower fiction After a work transfer, He Xingzhi joins the team developing a historical romance game she played in college. To familiarize herself with the game, she registers a new account, and her consciousness is transported into the game world. He Xingzhi remembers playing the game as a management sim back in the day. But the game had a major bug at the time, and its in-game consciousness had lost most of its memories. Over the past two years, the game has become popular again thanks to its romance routes. To keep up with the market and her job, she decides to try playing through the romance routes and flirting with the men. Just as He Xingzhi is getting close to the handsome Minister of Justice, the spirited young general, the mysterious Imperial Preceptor, and the aloof, domineering Ninth Prince, she is summoned to the residence of Song Huaijing, a court official with the title of Assistant Grand Secretary who has absolutely nothing to do with the romance routes. At first, she thinks this powerful court official is an NPC who'll help her progress through the story. But then she realizes this man seems to have latched onto her, and he doesn't seem nearly as kind and gentle as he looks... He Xingzhi: Wait, is this even part of the game?! * In the eighth year after A Zhi left him, she came back. By then, A Zhi had already agreed to marry him. Since neither of them had any family left, Song Huaijing personally prepared her dowry, ensuring that every step of the traditional wedding process was complete as he waited to become her rightful husband. But she disappeared, and no body was ever found. Just as she had suddenly appeared by his side, she vanished without warning. He waited for A Zhi, certain she was still alive. Even if she really was gone, he would wait for the rest of his life. Just when even Song Huaijing had given up hope, A Zhi returned. Although A Zhi had lost her memory, her appearance, name, and most of her habits were unchanged. She still loved money more than life, still had no long-term vision, and still needed to be very close to things to see them clearly. Her old problems with her hearing and eyesight were unchanged. Song Huaijing was certain that the person in front of him was A Zhi. Watching the men who coveted her, Song Huaijing wanted to pull out the marriage certificate he'd pored over alone countless times at night and tell them: “This marriage certificate was reviewed by the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. I am A Zhi's rightful husband. No matter how much you cling to her, the best you can hope for is becoming a concubine!” A Zhi could only be his, and he could only be A Zhi's... Until one day, after He Xingzhi finally remembered what had happened before, the first thing she asked him was: “Brother, when did I ever say I wanted to marry you?!” [Bonus Scene One] When Song Huaijing realizes those men are still hanging around her, he wants to strangle them all. But he keeps up his gentle, understanding facade and asks her: “A... Miss He, have you been dealing with anything difficult lately?” He Xingzhi squints through her nearsighted eyes, utterly confused. “What male models? Hiring male models? They have male models in this world?” [Bonus Scene Two] Song Huaijing: A bunch of frauds, acting like they're too good for everyone. Stay away from strangers, and stay even farther away from acquaintances. One slap for the Minister of Justice, two for the Imperial Preceptor, and three for General Ningyuan. Oh, isn't that our Ninth Highness? Where are you headed, Your Highness? Going to listen to music? Then off you go. Heh. He's the biggest fraud of them all. Theme: None for now