How a Villain Should Properly Claim the Protagonist

Blurb

Ying Xin transmigrates into a book as the Witch Clan's young lord, a villain who appears for part of the story and the final villain as well: the protagonist's senior disciple.

One person, two roles. That lousy System sure knows how to cut costs.

As a villain who appears for part of the story, his mission is to abduct and humiliate the protagonist, Xie Lianzhu, bringing the favored child of heaven down into the mud, becoming a lifelong shadow before finally dying by his sword.

Looking at Xie Lianzhu, who is very much to his taste, Ying Xin lightly bites his tongue, his eyes full of interest. The System only said to humiliate him, not how.

Xie Lianzhu is covered in blood, his gaze full of indignation and hatred. That expression paired with that face is the finest aphrodisiac.

Ying Xin grips Xie Lianzhu's chin and smiles as he blows a breath into his eyes, making him his lowliest male concubine.

On the day his role is supposed to end, Ying Xin deliberately leaves an opening. Xie Lianzhu's sword pierces his chest, and he smiles as he smears the blood from the corner of his mouth onto Xie Lianzhu's cold lips.

“Remember what I look like. Don't forget me for the rest of your life, Xie Lianzhu.”

Xie Lianzhu's icy, piercing eyes tremble, and the hatred in them suddenly crumbles.

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The person Xie Lianzhu hates most in this life is one man.

That man broke his pride and shattered his true self. Even dead, he won't let Xie Lianzhu rest in peace.

He hates him. He hates him to death.

In the third year after that man's death, the senior disciple he had never met emerges from seclusion. He looks seven or eight parts like that man.

The senior disciple is warm and courteous, asking after him and caring for him in every way. He's so kind that he doesn't resemble that man in the slightest.

He thinks with disgust: It's just a coincidence. That man was so hateful, and even his death was so thorough.

Unwilling to see that face again, he begins making frequent trips down the mountain to exorcise evil spirits.

One day, Xie Lianzhu receives an emergency warning from his sect. He rushes back, only to find blood everywhere and his senior disciple standing on the steps, looking down at him with a sword in hand. The butterfly-shaped mark at the corner of the other's eye shines brilliantly.

He stares at that face, and a shuddering tremor rises through him.

He touches the red cord hidden beneath his sleeve. That man tied it around his wrist with his own hands that year.

The other's sword passes through his chest, but Xie Lianzhu feels no pain. His tongue presses against the roof of his mouth, excitement surging to his head.

He wipes away the bead of blood beneath the other's eye, pulls him into his arms without a care for his own life, and lowers his head to fiercely crush their lips together.

“I haven't forgotten.”

From the heavens above to the underworld below, since you provoked him, in life he will follow you, and in death he will bind your soul.

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I changed the title. It used to be called I Can't Get the Protagonist Out of My Mind.

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Please check out my next book, After I Entered My Enemy's Unspoken Dream

An Baijia transmigrates into a novel of political intrigue as a disposable little emperor. The little emperor plans to murder the protagonist, Yin Xun, but is sent off by the protagonist with a cup of poisoned wine.

By the time An Baijia transmigrates, the little emperor has already done everything he does in the original story. There's nothing he can do except wait to die.

The first day of waiting to die.

An Baijia sees five-year-old Yin Xun in a dream.

Yin Xun is hungry and poorly clothed, covered in bruises, wary and pitiful.

An Baijia's heart softens. His hands get scratched up before he finally convinces the little wolf cub he means no harm.

For several days in a row, he waits to die in the palace during the day, then appears at Yin Xun's side at night, accompanying him from childhood into his teens.

He stays with Yin Xun until the day he is supposed to die. On the night before, he prepares to say goodbye, but Yin Xun is caught in an erotic dream and, upon opening his eyes, pulls him onto the bed.

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He's going to die tomorrow! Why does he have to solve this kind of problem for the protagonist before he dies?

Yin Xun, consumed by desire, kisses him. “I'll do anything you ask. Please, don't leave.”

An Baijia's will to survive flickers into life. “...Then can you spare the little emperor?”

“...All right.”

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Yin Xun has been dreaming every night lately, reliving all the pivotal moments that he survived against impossible odds.

Unlike his memories, there's another person in these dreams.

That person accompanied him through some of the hardest days of his life.

When he wakes, the old ailments left over from his childhood have all miraculously healed.

Yet once he wakes from the dream, he can't remember what the other person looks like.

The next time he dreams, he catches that person. This time, he feels every inch of him, not just his face.

As they embrace, he asks what the other wants. The other says he wants the little emperor to live.

After waking, Yin Xun looks at the little emperor in the palace. The man is completely useless.

That person's one and only request was for this good-for-nothing!

Could it be that only when this good-for-nothing is in mortal danger will that person come into his dreams?

Theme: Love rises on the wind