A half-baked "corpse guide," tsundere and sharp-tongued bottom × a "research sacrifice," a big shot who's a rough-hewn man pretending to be proper, top
Yan Qinghuai [Earth Immortal] × Feng Yuheng [Human]
#Episodic stories#
#The love stories of ghosts, before and after death#
#The top and bottom's three lifetimes#
#Is he a metaphysical master or a matchmaker for the ghost world?#
As a student at a mysterious metaphysics university, Feng Yuheng was the only one in his specialized field. He smoothly advanced to become a research sacrifice, but on his very first day, his advisor successfully "ascended."
Feng Yuheng: "..."
After discussion among the school's leadership, Feng Yuheng was assigned a handsome advisor with long, straight, white hair.
Feng Yuheng: "Hello, Professor."
"Professor?" Yan Qinghuai sized up Feng Yuheng's faint stubble. "You look a lot older than me."
Feng Yuheng: "..."
"The Invisible Lover"
"Master, I think there's an invisible person following my son."
Yan Qinghuai: "Mental illness isn't part of my research. I'm off work."
Feng Yuheng sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Let me see his birth data."
"Professor, this person should have been dead for three years."
Yan Qinghuai: "Oh, really? Hang on, I'll check my books and post on Moments asking for help."
"Turns Out I'm Not Human"
"I've finally waited for my beloved to die, but he doesn't seem to recognize me."
Yan Qinghuai: "Does he have dementia, or did he drink Meng Po's soup early?"
Feng Yuheng: "Where is he? Please introduce us. We can sit down and have some tea."
"Professor, he's not sick, injured, or being persecuted. How could he have forgotten?"
Yan Qinghuai: "Oh, really? Wait, I'll post on Moments again."
"A Century of Love"
"I've waited a hundred years for him. Why hasn't he come to find me?"
Yan Qinghuai: "Maybe he isn't dead yet. Some people live a long time."
"...Yan Qinghuai, tell me your phone password. I'll post on Moments for you."
Yan Qinghuai: "It's not that I'm incompetent. There are just too many different kinds of hopeless romantics these days, and they're outside the scope of my research."
Feng Yuheng: "What's within the scope of your research? A thousand and one ways to eat ginger?"
Yan Qinghuai: "Sleep on the sofa tonight or stay in school longer before graduating. Pick one."
"There really are a lot of hopeless romantics these days..."
"Artifact Spirit"
Yan Qinghuai: "Waaah... I sat bolt upright on my deathbed. Turns out I'm the hopeless romantic."
P.S.
1. [Top-focused] There are lots and lots of made-up details. 85% of the metaphysics in this story is stuff I made up, so don't believe it. Just enjoy it for fun, don't take it seriously, and trust science.
2. Monogamous 1v1, no switching or breaking them up. The characters aren't based on real people, so please don't project anyone onto them. This is a modern alternate universe, and all the places mentioned are fictional, so don't associate them with the real world.
3. No character stans, please. Thank you.
4. The logic and characterization serve the romance and the plot.
5. I can't think of anything else for now. I'll add more if I do.
6. Wishing everyone great wealth and good health, with eternally healthy lower backs and necks. May harmony bring prosperity.
7. Comments between paragraphs are enabled. I post three or four times a day, with occasional bonus chapters.
8. A screenshot of the blurb was saved on June 17, 2024.
9. The main text is published on Jinjiang Literature City. I am only responsible to legitimate readers. Writing is hard work, so please support the official release.
Theme: Love can heal everything.
