After My Beloved Was Struck by a Love Curse

Top's perspective: Everyone said Xie Shuyou was strong and precocious, shouldering the fractured Xie family all by himself at such a young age. They also said he was arrogant about his talent, looking down on everyone, cold and proud beyond measure. Though Jiang Lian had spent only a few short months with Xie Shuyou in childhood, he still felt that neither strength nor arrogance suited that person. He clearly remembered a timid, tearful child who was too scared to sleep alone on stormy nights and would curl up in his arms, timidly calling him "big brother." . When they met again years later, Xie Shuyou passed him indifferently, his expression so calm it seemed he had completely forgotten who Jiang Lian was. He truly seemed a little aloof and proud now. . Much later, during a damp, gloomy night, the change came. Someone afflicted with a love-binding curse knocked on his door. Their burning body crashed into his arms, trembling faintly as if afraid, then fumbled for his lips and kissed him. Jiang Lian's lips curled up as he accepted the beauty who had delivered himself to his door. As they entwined, he caught Xie Shuyou's falling tears and thought in a daze that this person was still as much of a crybaby as he had been as a child. They spent more than a month in the secret realm tangled together, day and night blurred into one. When Jiang Lian finally woke for the last time, the person beside him had already left... But there was no hurry. He would come back. Sure enough, just a month later, Xie Shuyou stormed in with his sword and held a blade to Jiang Lian's neck. "Become my cultivation partner and marry into the Xie family. Right now." Jiang Lian grinned. "It took you a month to remember to give me a title?" "I'm pregnant." Xie Shuyou took his hand and pressed it to his own lower abdomen, expressionless. "With your bastard." Jiang Lian: ? Jiang Lian couldn't smile anymore. He knew the love-binding curse would flare up from time to time. But why had no one told him that it could produce a whole child? Bottom's perspective: Xie Shuyou had loved three people. When he was five or six, he loved the gentle older brother from Medicine King Valley, who would hug him whenever he held out his arms. When he was fifteen or sixteen, he loved the brilliant leader of the Heaven's Secrets Tower. All it took was a look from him for that man to know whom to kill. When he was twenty-five or twenty-six, he loved his cultivation partner, the father of his child. Though the man's mind was a little off, he would hug Xie Shuyou whenever he held out his arms, and a single glance was enough for him to know whose name the King of Hell had called that day. Oh, right. Those three were actually the same person. The top does not split into separate versions. He simply takes on different identities at different times. Both virgins, one-on-one, sweet romance. They dote on each other. Not for readers who are very particular about top and bottom preferences! Coming soon: "My Husband's Diary" Jiang Xieyi and Lu Min have been married for seven years, and they're still as loving as ever. Everyone in their circle knows them as the model couple. Everyone thinks Lu Min is just like his name: gentle and refined, full of compassion and patience for everything around him. Even his wife thinks so. No one knows that he installed tracking chips in every one of Jiang Xieyi's phones and hidden cameras in every corner of their home. He monitors and listens in on everything Jiang Xieyi does. Even the gentle support he gave Jiang Xieyi after a heartbreak in college was fake. He was the one who had gotten rid of the person Jiang Xieyi had a crush on back then. They'd been married for seven years, and Lu Min felt it was time for Jiang Xieyi to know the truth. So, a few days later, Jiang Xieyi "accidentally" found the diary in their bedroom that recorded everything her husband had done. Everything went just as he had expected. He watched his wife breathe heavily in disbelief, covering her face with both hands and peering at him through beautiful, terrified eyes. Just as he'd imagined: the same reaction, the same pale beauty. But the next day, Jiang Xieyi acted as if nothing had happened. She went to and from work as usual, and kissed his forehead every morning and evening. Something had slipped out of his control, and he began to feel uneasy. A few days later, he, too, "accidentally" found his wife's diary in the bedroom. [I bought him a present, and he loves it. He loves everything about me... he'll love the tracker I put inside, too, right?] [He went to the same shop that sells tracking chips. I'll be getting a new present soon. I'm so happy.] [He's turned on the computer. He's looking at the bedroom camera. He's watching me... Darling, I'm watching you, too. We're gazing at each other.] Jiang Xieyi stood in the doorway. When she saw him looking over, her smile slowly widened. "Did you like my reaction that day?" Her husband had only seen her cover her face in disbelief and terror. He hadn't noticed the twisted smile curling up beneath her palms. Watching her husband's expression, she looked content and affectionate. "I like your reaction, too." We're the same kind of person. How wonderful. Theme: Examine yourself and find yourself blameless, then go forth even against thousands