Original title: After Losing My Memory, I Became a Movie Emperor and Remarried My Ex-Husband
[Sharp-Tongued, Innocent Beauty Bottom VS Restrained, Patient, Loyal and Unhinged Top]
Over the course of a long evolution, humanity split into three factions: carnivores, herbivores, and plant-types. Their animal and plant traits regressed, leaving only their defining characteristics. Plant-types were the rarest of all.
Song Ting'an is the only plant-type Alpha in the entertainment industry. He suffers from pheromone immunity and is as delicate as a flower, but his prickly personality has earned him a string of scandals, keeping his career lukewarm.
At last, he lands the lead role of a criminal investigation team captain in a highly anticipated detective drama. His assistant watches public opinion turn against him and worries himself sick.
"An'an, remember to be patient and gentle. Everyone's calling you a prickly thorn now."
Song Ting'an taps his index finger on the table. After a long pause, he replies, "Roses have thorns."
His assistant: "..."
He had hoped to quietly and smoothly finish filming the drama, but things don't go as planned. All sorts of "devils and monsters" emerge to trip him up: Song Ting'an is accused of piggybacking on a Best Actress's fame to rise to the top, bullying a newcomer on a dating reality show, being so disliked that he refuses to film intimate scenes, and violently attacking someone badly enough to put them in the hospital...
Soon, his reputation is so awful even dogs can't stand him, and his ex-husband Bai Siyan seems to be involved at every turn.
On a dark and stormy night, Song Ting'an corners him against a wall and grits his teeth. "Bai Siyan, are you bad luck for me or something?"
Bai Siyan raises his hands in surrender. "A master said getting remarried would undo our bad luck. Should we?"
Song Ting'an: "I already died once because of you. What more do you want?"
Bai Siyan: "...Take my life in exchange, just don't ignore me."
Song Ting'an tosses out, "Maybe when I become a movie emperor," punches him, and runs off.
Not long after, Song Ting'an stands onstage at an awards ceremony, staring blankly at the trophy and certificate in his hands.
...Wait, is this guy a turtle in a wishing pond or what?
-- Here's a new story --
'I'm My Crush's Secret Admirer'
Blurb:
Tang Qicheng happens to see a photo in a reader group. A man with silver hair is laughing boldly and freely, and Tang Qicheng falls for him at once. But after adding him as a contact, he discovers the man is the noisy neighbor he fiercely yelled at a few days earlier: Xia Cixin, a pro player on the CR team owned by Tang Qicheng's brother.
For a moment, both of them are awkward.
Tang Qicheng has barely started beating a hasty retreat when he looks at Xia Cixin's face again. A sucker for good looks, he drops to his knees and admits he was wrong.
By chance, the neighbors become roommates. Xia Cixin is gentle and considerate, an excellent cook, and almost always gives Tang Qicheng whatever he asks for. Most importantly, beneath those shirts is a solid set of muscles. Tang Qicheng falls for him bit by bit.
Just as Tang Qicheng thinks they'll go on living such a leisurely life, he finds an old, yellowed photograph. On the left is him as a young man; on the right is a skinny, dark-skinned kid with a red mohawk and a bizarre punk look.
His buried memories come rushing back. Eight years ago, full of youthful, chuunibyou bravado, he had helped a kid who'd dropped out of school and was working under the table, where people were deliberately giving him a hard time.
Holding up the photo, Tang Qicheng demands, "Why do you have a picture of me with this kid?"
Xia Cixin smiles mischievously. "That kid is me."
"..." Tang Qicheng's expression slowly crumbles. Holding the photo, he can't make the silver-haired model's face in front of him match the punk kid at all.
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At the WOG World Championship, Xia Cixin leads CR to victory. Following his gaze, the camera turns to Tang Qicheng in the front row, crying his eyes out.
Xia Cixin drops his cold demon king persona from the match. Smiling warmly, he gently comforts him: "The tissues are in the second inner pocket of your bag. We won."
Tang Qicheng covers his face with both hands and nods. The wedding ring on his left ring finger gleams brightly.
The audience erupts in deafening cheers and screams.
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Theme: May everyone have the courage to brave the current
I accidentally put too many question marks. Don't worry about it.