Cultivating the Way of Love in a Restriction Novel

[Sincere Second Female Lead Forced to Take the Lead x Fiery, Corrupted Female Protagonist]

The Great Dao is heartless, but the second female lead has a heart.

As a professional second female lead, Zhu Qingge's mission isn't to win anyone over. She's there to support, provide a safety net, and rescue those beautiful, strong, tragic female protagonists from their dire circumstances, so they don't have to become tragic sacrifices.

A gentle upperclasswoman forced into a possessive relationship, a cool singer forced to become a kept bird, a melancholy blind woman who suffers from extreme physical desire yet still restrains herself...

She loves them, but never confesses.

She saves them, but never lingers.

Zhu Qingge acts every romance with utter conviction, then quietly fakes her death before the story ends, vanishing with style into flames, rainy nights, and collapsing ruins, as if she had never existed.

Zhu Qingge also harbors a tiny, unspeakable selfish wish.

She hopes the other person will remember her, remember what it feels like to be loved, and become less likely to be fooled by other wicked women.

After retiring with a perfect score, the System asks, "Do you have a wish?"

Zhu Qingge thinks for a moment, then says, "I want to have a pure, honest romance, just like a normal person."

In an evil, chaotic restricted novel, she gets her wish and meets a youthful first love.

They meet by chance on an asphalt road, hold hands, watch the sea, raise a cat, count their lover's eyelashes on a starry night, and then kiss...

There is no script and no mission. She thinks this will last forever.

Until one day, her girlfriend gets drunk

and drunkenly calls her by the childhood nickname she had in her previous life.

Zhu Qingge's eyes fly open as she remembers all the strange ways her girlfriend feels familiar.

She turns to run, but her girlfriend seems to have expected it.

Love words linger over her collarbone, and it's covered in marks left by a woman, or rather, brands.

A tender embrace is the coldest restraint. Her shadow stretches endlessly in the lamplight as a husky whisper brushes her ear:

"Darling, are you trying to leave me again?"

"I can be whatever you like. What kind of role-play would you like to try next time?"

[Reader's Guide]

One-on-one romance, fragmented version of the love interest; all the female leads in the restricted novels are the same person.

Sweet, sour, and spicy, with the fake-death plots from the past becoming part of the role-play.

Theme: The Great Dao is heartless, but there is love in the human world.