[A forthright bottom who never overthinks things vs. a nonhuman top who overthinks absolutely everything]
Zhuang Yue has lived for over twenty years. It isn't until the System arrives that he learns he's the biological son in the script of "The Fake and Real Young Masters."
Zhuang Yue, who only wants to farm: Thanks for the offer, but no!
But...
The System opens a new script: "My Roommates Look at Me Weirdly."
Zhuang Yue's peaceful life undergoes a huge change.
His three roommates, all from powerful backgrounds, suddenly start fighting over him
The domineering CEO grips his chin and warns him, "Don't look at anyone else."
The research fanatic takes off his glasses and makes a note: "How many seconds would it take to strip you?"
The painting prodigy, eyes red-rimmed, says, "I want to defile you."
Zhuang Yue: Hey, the farm could use some help.
The more he tries to help, the worse things get. Fortunately, the pretty amnesiac boy he picked up by chance is like a fairy from a folktale, helping him solve every problem.
Zhuang Yue sighs: Compared with those three lunatics, the boy is the most well-behaved.
Zhuang Yue gets close to him, takes care of him, and devours him...
The boy responds with a pure, innocent gaze.
But little by little, life starts getting strange.
Damaged crops ripen overnight, broken machines return to working order, and anyone who hurts him runs into bad luck... In the dead of night, cold mist always winds around him, tender yet suffocating, carrying him into dreams filled with pounding hearts and lingering desire.
Yet Zhuang Yue finds a kind of comfort in it, almost like surrender.
At last, the day arrives when he can break free of the love-rivalry script.
The System points to a line of tiny print in the corner of the script: "The Brooding Male Lead Falls for Me," 90% complete. Still want to refuse?
Only then does Zhuang Yue turn around and look behind him.
The boy emerges from the shadows. Pale, cold fingertips stroke his face. His innocence is gone, leaving only a thick, gloomy possessiveness. "At last, you're mine!"
From the moment I heard your heartbeat, my long life began to have a measure of time.
Yan Yu
(Screenshot saved August 29, 2025)
Theme: Sincerity is the touchstone.