The Cool Guy Is Strong, but Just Too Charming (Quick Transmigration)

[Dual Quick Transmigration, Emotionally Detached Task-Focused Bottom x Pure-Love Top Who Won't Stop Pursuing His Wife, Vignettes]

The next time I heard your name, it was in the news of your death. You became a past I could never speak of, Yu Ruibai.

Yan Wei was young, beautiful, and possessed an aloof, chaste air. Then he contracted an incurable disease and lay in a hospital bed, dying at the age of twenty-three.

Before he died, he learned that everything had been orchestrated by someone. He died with deep resentment, and his soul lingered for a long time before being bound to Zero One, a rogue quick transmigration System.

Once he completed his missions, he would be able to turn back time and return. He agreed to bind himself to the System without hesitation.

After binding himself to the rogue quick transmigration System, Yan Wei could play anything from a stand-in to a swordsman. He was good at just about everything. The one thing he never understood was love. For some reason, people kept falling for him, only to turn dark when he didn't return their feelings.

[The Stand-In Shield for Someone's White Moonlight]

At first, his benefactor despised him. When the lover interfered, the contract keeping Yan Wei was terminated, and they went their separate ways.

Later, the benefactor kidnapped his white moonlight and lover. A black muzzle pointed at Yan Wei. "Choose me, and they'll live."

[The Abandoned Twin Prince]

At first, he clawed his way out of a mass grave. Everyone used him, and would have loved to crush his spine underfoot. He had to navigate a dense web of intrigue with no way out.

Later, the Imperial Preceptor smiled. "Your Highness, I can help you become king."

Marquis Lin clutched his hand, his eyes red with anger. "You are my wife, married to me in a proper ceremony. The Emperor himself decreed our marriage."

[The Possessed Disciple]

When he woke, he was a puppet. Though he was a cultivator, he had no spiritual energy, and everyone in the sect laughed at him for being useless.

His master's attempt to possess him had failed. The master glowered, then asked in a soft voice, "Why did he come out of your room?"

A righteous swordsman with a sword on his back strode at his side, tall and graceful in the wind. "I'll find a spirit herb to restore you. Don't worry, you won't wither away with time."

The Demon Venerable of the demonic path smiled, but his eyes were icy. "Well, little stick-in-the-mud, still not recovered?"

[The Fallen Royal of a Western Fantasy World]

His country and family were gone, and he was cursed and utterly defenseless.

He'd heard that eating the Everlasting Flower nurtured by a fire dragon could grant both power and immortality.

A red-haired man held his hand and stared at his face without blinking. "If you want the Everlasting Flower, I'll give it to you. But you mustn't fall in love with anyone else for a hundred years."

In a lightless, dark castle, a man with long golden hair spoke lazily. "I can help you, on one condition: you can't leave me."

The Son of Light approached against the light, his face brimming with divinity and his lips curved in a smile. "Come back to the City of Light with me. I'll give you a new life."

[The Abandoned Celestial Master with Poor Spellcraft]

Celestial Masters were born with guardian divine beasts. These beasts were powerful enough to purge every evil spirit.

A Celestial Master with poor spellcraft was used as bait to lure out the brutal Ghost King, who preyed on people. A red bridal sedan stopped in a desolate village with no people in sight. The air was icy, and the Celestial Masters abandoned the frail little Celestial Master who couldn't fend for himself.

Later, a pale man with black hair and red robes was always at the little Celestial Master's side.

He held the expressionless Celestial Master in a protective, possessive embrace, his gaze sweeping over the people nearby with a playful, wicked look.

"I was framed. Are you all blind?"

The guardian divine beast appeared, shielding the little Celestial Master behind it. The evil spirits were dealt with one by one, and even those who had abandoned the little Celestial Master at the beginning could not escape their reckoning.

"Sorry, but we would never protect selfish people who abandon their companions."

[Legend of the Jianghu]

The man with extraordinary martial skills had disappeared, and everyone was searching for him.

His adopted son wandered the Jianghu, asking everywhere for news of him. Later, people claimed to have seen the two together, surrounded by a strange, gunpowder-charged atmosphere.

"Uncle Yan." The young man looked dejected, tears welling in his eyes but not falling. "Uncle Yan, did you disappear because you didn't want to see me?"

The manor lord who found the gravely wounded man raised an eyebrow and smiled, though his eyes were clearly cold. "Are you choosing him or me?"

Theme: Face hardship head-on, keep pushing forward, and never give up