Sickly, devil-may-care puppet master bottom x loyal, older, fatherly ghost top
It takes only three years to turn a vengeful ghost into a loyal dog
In the first year, Jiang Ci accidentally transmigrated into a book, becoming a commodity sent to marry into the family and bring good fortune to the second young master of the Chou family.
The suona blared. The young man in a bright red wedding robe was escorted through the door by the matchmaker, only to discover that his husband had died a few days earlier.
And had become a powerful, malevolent ghost.
The ghost grabbed Jiang Ci by the throat, leaving red marks along his pale neck. In his panic, Jiang Ci could only snatch up the packet of medicinal powder on him and fling it at the ghost's face.
Good news: The ghost let go.
Bad news: He'd thrown an aphrodisiac... Haha :-D
The second time, Jiang Ci was tied up and brought back to a private villa.
A crude iron chain was fastened around the young man's pale wrist. In the dim room, Jiang Ci leaned listlessly against the headboard. The chain clinked as he moved.
"The mighty Ghost King can't win, so he resorts to drugs?"
Across from him, Chou Nai leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded. He scoffed at that.
"I learned from you. How was it?"
Yeah, no. Jiang Ci swore that as soon as the drug wore off, he would chop this man into dog food!
Later, Jiang Ci was stabbed through the abdomen by someone from his own line of work.
The bloodied blade was pulled from his stomach. The assailant was about to stab him again when a powerful gust of ghostly wind struck the tip of the blade aside.
"Touch him again and see what happens."
The man looked up in shock. There was no one in sight except Jiang Ci, yet the beautiful young man seemed to be held securely in someone's arms.
Chou Nai clutched the slender figure to his chest, holding him so tightly it was as if he wanted to sink him into his very bones.
"Cough... What a shame." Jiang Ci rested against him and coughed softly, a trace of blood at his lips. Yet he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes as he looked at the man across from him.
"You could've stabbed anyone. Why did you have to pick me?"
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1v1, both chaste, happy ending
A sweet story about two people bound together by a marriage pact, who initially wanted nothing more than to kill each other, but after a love-hate relationship, eventually come to adore each other.
*The bottom transmigrated from his own world into the top's. The story opens not long after he arrives.
Adding a pre-release for "If Only I Could Have Held You Sooner"
Former top assassin turned languid, world-weary, sickly bottom & older, fatherly top who calmly goes mad after losing his wife
The thing Fu Song regretted most in his life was turning his back when Yun Shen, abandoned by his family, first reached out to him for help.
He'd thought the other man was just one of countless unremarkable youngsters from an old-money family,
thought he would be nothing more than a passing acquaintance.
But later, the boy's earnest, sharp expression as he begged for help kept appearing in his dreams.
Fu Song started thinking that if he ever met Lu Yunshen again, he would agree to take him home.
Unfortunately, by then it was already too late.
When they met a second time, Yun Shen's mission had failed, and he had been abandoned in a warehouse. Fu Song finally got to take his beloved home.
But by then, Yun Shen's body was already ravaged. Years of intense pressure and illness brought one after another of countless complications.
Fu Song threw every kind of medical resource at Lu Yunshen as if money were no object, but in the end could only watch helplessly as the other's body grew weaker by the day.
In the last few days of his life, Yun Shen could only lie in a hospital bed, relying on the pain pump beside him to numb his nerves without end.
"Fu Song." Even speaking a single word was difficult for the man in the hospital bed.
Fu Song lowered his head and leaned his ear toward him, his profile almost reverent. "I'm here. What is it?"
"Find me sooner in our next life."
Yun Shen parted his lips. He seemed to want to say more, but in the end, all that came was a sigh.
"Let me go first this time, okay?"
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No one knew what had happened to the head of the Fu family.
Overnight, several old-money family businesses in Jiang City were hit by a wave of revenge, and many of their young heirs disappeared from the city for good.
Everyone said Fu Song had gone mad. He was even going after his own family, and the city's upper circles were thrown into a panic, afraid of provoking him by accident.
But before long, news of Fu Song's death spread among Jiang City's elite.
Fu Song died. When he opened his eyes again, he was back on the day after Yun Shen had been kicked out of his home and asked him for help.
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1v1, both chaste, happy ending. ABO, no children, no children, no children. This is important, so I'll say it three times.
The top is reborn. Redemption. Short story.
A very high sickly-character content level. The bottom is terminally ill in both his past life and this one.
Theme: Love can give people flesh and blood
