As a modern working woman, Xiang Wan had sensible values, four healthy limbs, regular features, and a healthy body and mind. But no matter how healthy she was, overwork from working overtime still caused her to collapse at her desk.
When she woke up again, she found herself in another body, in a technologically advanced ABO world that could bring a heart-attack-stricken office worker back from the dead to keep working.
The attending physician who saved her life regretfully informed her, "You're disabled."
Xiang Wan checked again: her values were still twisted, her four limbs intact, and her features regular. Shocked, she asked, "Is something wrong with my brain?"
The attending physician looked even more sympathetic. "Poor child, you don't have glands. That's a Class Two disability. I've already applied for federal assistance for you. Go and live your life."
Xiang Wan: "..." That's an option?
The surface temperature of the main-sequence star reached ten thousand degrees. It burned at its core and scorched everything that came near, burning alone for billions of years until it eventually collapsed.
Anatoly had always been waiting for his own collapse, until he met his night sky.
"I never imagined I could be so happy: to adorn you with the light of my life and fill you with the ashes of my bones."
"I want to become part of your life, from birth to death."
Xiang Wan grimaced as if her teeth had gone on edge and leaned away from the warm breath by her ear. "I love you too, Natosha, but I'm not interested in becoming a widow just yet."
I suddenly felt like writing a sweet little interstellar BG story: a "disabled" woman who can never quite be labeled disabled versus an S-rank Alpha human weapon forced to act aloof (x), who is actually a clingy puppy (v).
It's still that bone-deep kind of love!
Theme: Love is idealism.
Ahhhhhh it's really beautiful!!!! Give up on supplements QAQ
Looks good, don't be fooled
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh from part from from experience to me 😭
I pity myself when I meet you, a playboy who doesn't update.
Is it true that if the female protagonist doesn't make a difference, the male protagonist doesn't even deserve to appear?
Copper Finger 🍉 Well, let's expand our interpersonal space first. After all, it's very limited.
... The earth girl who couldn't feel the pheromones was pushed by the alien man O to the crazy man A. 🍉 It would be rude not to inspire some of the earth's spiritual attributes.
You ran a naked marathon, it's time to come back and update
In this broken interstellar world, even food has become soft gold. The interstellar people's genes for growing vegetables may not be good at cultivating their character. A parallel universe that was collectively abandoned by Mrs. Wen from the interstellar space.
I wish the author was a typewriter