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[Pure xp product] Mine clearance warning—— Including double strength/weak attack and strong reception/supporting role, single arrow protagonist/some heartthrobs, group favorites, favored attacks/mutual favors Currently undergoing major changes - postponed update Numbers 8, 9, and 11 are weak attacks. Youshou split himself into several people. Shuang Jie, Shou fell in love with the protagonist at first sight The protagonist is not a purely good person Wen Rang has been wandering in the boundless nothingness for so long that his eyes can penetrate the background of the soul and see the rise, fall and death of the world. Until that day, a gleam of pure white caught his eye - it was a soul struggling and sinking in the abyss, but strangely it remained pure and not completely blackened. This pure white made Wen Rang, who had been silent for countless years, feel a ripple in his heart. He decided to weave a grand "play" for this interesting soul, and then throw away the script willfully. The first world: in the youth campus—— Wen Rang saw a young man with evasive eyes and hidden worries. He himself was a transfer student who had just arrived, with a fragile feeling of alienation. The young man looked at him secretly, green and frightened, like a frightened baby bird, which made Wen Rang feel... Very interesting. All he had to do was hand out a book and show a vaguely tired look, which was enough to make waves in that sensitive heart. The cold and self-possessed mixed-race young man pulled him tightly, like a puppy wagging its tail begging for mercy. Wen Rang: "Are you crying? Are you really crying? Let me see." Young man: "... I'll show you." Wen Rang was satisfied: "Good boy~" The second world: under the neon lights of the city—— Wen Rang became an elite with ease, and accidentally "picked up" a gangster with low self-esteem armed with ruffian spirit. He looked at the other person's obvious desire to get closer but was self-loathing, and lazily extended an olive branch, enjoying the other person's struggle to resist getting closer while cursing. Occasional stomachache attacks always resulted in the other party pretending to be fierce but actually showing clumsy concern. Wen Rang smiled evilly: "Good boy~ Let's see, even your temper can't mess up this face~" The third world: within the high walls of the Zhumen—— Wen Rang was a sick and weak general who was sought after by everyone, and the opponent was a scholar from a poor family. Wen Rang helped him rise to the top and watched him grow from a weak scholar who was bullied to a powerful minister who was able to shake things up. He indulged him and trapped himself on the couch. Wen Rang: "You have reached the sky in one step today. Who allowed you to be so rude?" He touched Wen Rang's eyebrows with his blood-stained fingertips: "Sir taught me how to conquer the world, but why didn't you teach me... How to keep Mr. Wen Rang admired with great interest the undercurrent of paranoia caused by him under the gentle surface of the other party. All he had to do was pass a special hand stove to the crowd, or a smile with unknown meaning, which was enough to ignite the flame of jealousy in those forbearing eyes, and then extinguish it in self-disgust. Wen Rang enjoys this kind of pulling. The fourth world: under the roof of oppression—— Wen Rang was an indifferent protector. Looking at the face full of inferiority, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, picked up the dying boy from the pile of zombies, and taught him step by step to use the blade to carve a bloody path for survival. Enjoying the humble gesture in which the other person regards him as his salvation, but thinks he is tainted and dare not touch him, he does not need to do anything. Just existing is the most dazzling and dazzling light in the other person's world. Wen Rang smiled: "That's it, you're possessing me." The fifth world: in the misplaced identity—— Wen Rang is the flower of the high mountain. The other party split his soul in two. Wen Rang watched the other party's chaos and flattery with cold eyes. Occasionally showing a trace of dependence on this person, or showing a trace of pity on that person, is enough to make the other person sink deeper into the two extremes until they are mentally and physically exhausted. Until the other party crushed the strong wine he handed over, the scarlet wine dripped down his fingers, and coquettish red plum blossoms bloomed on his clothes. The man leaned over and bit his bloodshot earlobe, his voice was hoarse and beguiling: "Senior brother, do you prefer him or me?" Wen Rang pretended to be angry: "Nonsense!" The Sixth World: In the Twisted Shadow—— Wen Rang is a crazy painter who escaped from the laboratory with a man-made monster and carefully taught him to learn human language. The paintbrush is Wen Rang's fishing rod. He obsessively depicts the other person's distorted form due to possessiveness, and even takes the initiative to walk into the embrace of confinement. The monster wrapped him in its arms with cold tentacles: "It has been detected that the owner's mood swings are abnormal, and it is recommended to carry out a forced comfort procedure——" Wen Rang: "You are clumsy and don't know how to be gentle." The seventh world: Between the height gap—— Wen Rang is a gentle senior, and the other party is a hot-haired little golden retriever. Wen Rang accurately grasped the other person's arrogance due to his height and jealousy. "Come here, give me a hug" was an unsolvable mantra. He watched the other person rub into his arms with a red face and a harsh mouth. He likes the sense of control this body brings, as well as the clumsy love shown by the other person's forced fierceness. The eighth world: In silent dependence—— Wen Rang is the most patient rabbit, while the other person is a fierce and autistic little snake. Wen Rang enjoys the other party's only and complete dependence - the wordless entanglement and sticking are the only way for the other party to express love. He gently guarded this purity, but built a fortress in his heart that no one else could touch. Wen Rang: "You know, I leave all my little patience to you." The Ninth World: In the Millennium of Blood Grudge—— Wen Rang became an innocent student who "accidentally entered", and broke into the tomb with the face of the other person he loved... Under the crazy attack of love and hate, his face was pale, but his eyes had a trace of unnoticeable inquiry. When the other party's blood-stained fingertips grabbed his throat and questioned him, he watched the other party cry in pain. What came before hate was love... The tenth world: In the ignorant daily life—— Temporarily forgetting all the entanglements, only simple attraction and companionship remain. This purity may be the rare tranquility before the storm. The Eleventh World: In the Hell House of the Republic of China—— Wen Rang is a sickly young master, and he is a dank male ghost who covets yang energy. Wen Rang felt extremely cute when he saw the other person's hesitation in wanting to pull out but was afraid of hurting himself. He deliberately coughed heartbreakingly, stretched out his hand weakly, and easily "fished" the other party to give up all attacks and willingly turned into a protective shadow. The Twelfth World: Under the Taming of Loyalty—— Wen Rang is a tolerant "master", and he has become a "big dog" who protects his shortcomings and bites others. Wen Rang indulged the other party's wildness and dependence, enjoying his absolute trust that he immediately ran back to her to seek shelter after he got into trouble. Unconditional tolerance is the strongest yoke. The Thirteenth World: In the struggle for power—— Wen Rang is a "princess" disguised as a woman, and he is a young general who is devoted to his country. He begged to marry the princess and brought the most beloved princess in the palace home. As long as the other party raised his finger, he would give her priceless treasures. The fourteenth world: between duty and selfishness—— Wen Rang is a ghost with pure spiritual power, and he is a Taoist priest ordered to be saved. Wen Rang took advantage of the other party's sympathy and vague heartbeat, pretending to be fragile and innocent, watching the serious Taoist priest break the rules for him step by step, and finally chose to nourish him with spiritual power and live with him. His willingness to fall is one of Wen Rang's most satisfying masterpieces. The fifteenth world: in the dust of the world—— Wen Rang is a silent traveler and an upright guardian. Wen Rang, with his hidden wounds and wind and frost, allowed this powerful man to take him under his wings. Seeing the other person's uncontrollable love growing wildly, Wen Rang's lips curled up - ah, it was this look, this pure possession that was willing to destroy everything for him. The broken memories in Wen Rang were finally pieced together - the past that belongs to mankind and is called "Wen Rang"... He has been wandering for too long just to capture this pure white. He weaves the world with his own hands and tempts him to perish. He forgot the script, but found his lost memory. When the memory returned, Wen Rang finally understood: The pure white soul struggling in the abyss has long become his only light and addiction in the long emptiness. They bite each other, depend on each other, and fall together in the mire of love until they die. Intention: Love yourself forever