Can a Widow Be a Heartthrob Too?

■■ Xue Mian has just one mission: play the role of a widow deeply in love with her deceased partner in each world. That's the only requirement, and breaking character is strictly forbidden. There was nothing difficult about professing love to a dead man, but Xue Mian was puzzled. --Can a widow be universally adored, too? · World 1: Dodder Vine: The spoiled beauty becomes a doormat in the apocalypse Xue Mian's boyfriend died, and he became a burden to the group. His boyfriend's older brother had long been fed up with his spoiled ways and planned to abandon him at the next base. His boyfriend's friend couldn't understand why his boyfriend had died for someone like him. He wouldn't help Xue Mian unless his life was in danger. His boyfriend's younger brother couldn't accept that the person who had saved his life had died that way. If not for the male lead's orders, he would have killed Xue Mian long ago. Even running away made Xue Mian trip and scrape his knee, leaving him teary-eyed with pain. But as he held his knee and cried, his eyes red and damp as he raised his face, he noticed something change in the gazes of his boyfriend's older brother, friend, and younger brother... · World 2: Silver Wing: Whoever inherits the godfather's widow inherits all of Silver Wing The godmother, her face veiled in black, held black roses as she mourned the godfather. Her colorless lips stirred an irresistible urge to protect her. Even the Mississippi River couldn't draw people in as deeply as the godmother's eyes, and the inheritance attached to her was all of Silver Wing. The righteous undercover agent, the adopted son with no blood ties, her husband's right-hand man... No one knew when they had all started wanting to win Xue Mian's favor. · World 3: The Sweetness of Bewitching Dew: His fated mate died, and Alphas eager to mark him lined up Xue Mian was an Omega, and his protector was his Alpha childhood friend, who also came from the countryside. He was the undisputed campus beauty at this aristocratic academy. His childhood friend worked three jobs to support him, and every day he packed a lunch full of love for him. On the night his childhood friend died, Xue Mian received countless emails. "Xue Mian, your marking period has begun. If you don't accept a mark, you'll be forced to take part in the hunting ceremony and be marked by some rough Alpha from who knows where." "I'm willing to serve you and mark you." · World 4: Wildflower on the Path of the Owl: The academy's top student volunteered for prison to join her husband, who had been sentenced to death, but arrived too late. All that remained for him was his husband's ashes and the dangerous inmates rioting throughout the prison. Xue Mian didn't actually know who ruled this prison. All he knew was that every night, someone's fingers would silently close around his throat, and a young voice would whisper in his ear, "Name your price, Xue Mian." It seemed that resisting meant certain death. But Xue Mian didn't resist. Because, from the moment he heard her husband's voice and watched him die, everyone's voices turned into his husband's at exactly 2:03 a.m. So he just wanted to hear a little more, just a little more. But no one else knew. All they knew was that the aloof Head Xue, who kept everyone at arm's length, became gentle, clingy, and affectionate at 2:03. · World 5: Abyssal Sea: The guide's sentinel died, and out of love for her husband, the sentinel began unconditionally helping his husband's relatives regulate their mental energy Even when people tried to stop him, he kept going, because it was the only way to ease the pain of losing his husband. His husband's mental link, once shared only between the two of them, was split again and again into many parts. He was an S-rank guide, capable of regulating the mental energy of all his husband's relatives. He longed to feel the illusion that his husband was still alive through them. · World 6: Mockingbird: The world was plunged into ghost stories. After her husband died, she made a wish to an evil god. Her husband soon came home, and more and more of him appeared, but that didn't seem to matter much. On the first day, her husband came home. She was so moved she cried. Finally, she could sleep peacefully while holding him, without suffering from insomnia. On the second day, before dawn, her phone screen lit up. It was a message from her husband. --Open the door, wifey. I'm home. Theme: I'll provide for your wife and children.