[A clingy, obsessive, shameless-dog kind of romance. Even the author feels a little embarrassed rereading it, haha. Please proceed with caution, and don't buy the whole novel at once in case it isn't your cup of tea!]
After putting in a lot of effort, Wen Qiu finally won over his upperclassman.
The man came from a wealthy and powerful family. He was the undisputed “crown prince” of Jingzhou, arrogant and aloof, with his nose in the air and the refined bearing of a peacock perched atop a cliff.
Wen Qiu, on the other hand, was timid, insecure, stupid, and poor. His shoes were coming apart at the seams, and his clothes were worn out. He had nothing going for him except his looks. The difference between them was like heaven and earth, and everyone assumed it was only a matter of time before Wen Qiu got dumped.
But a week later, all of Wen Qiu's clothes had been replaced with luxury designer brands, every piece matching Wei Zhuo's. A month later, Wen Qiu moved out of the dorm and in with Wei Zhuo.
Half a year later, a classmate accidentally caught the two of them kissing passionately in a secluded corner of campus. Wei Zhuo, who had once looked down on Wen Qiu from his lofty perch, was now flushed, his back arched and trembling, his eyes full of a sick, twisted obsession. Amid his sticky, ragged breaths, the classmate heard Wei Zhuo beg over and over in a low voice:
“...Let's go home, okay? Baby, they're all looking at you... What do we do? They're all looking at you...”
The hysterical whisper sent chills down the student's spine. Clapping a hand over his mouth, he fled. He didn't dare tell anyone and intended to take the secret to his grave. Then, a few days later, he heard that Wen Qiu had died in an accident.
To everyone's surprise, Wei Zhuo remained calm. He went to class as usual, went home as usual, and kept wearing matching outfits with Wen Qiu. Then, one sunny morning, Wei Zhuo climbed to the top of a high-rise with Wen Qiu's clothes in his arms.
His lips stretched into a broad smile. Trembling with excitement, he held his beloved close and whispered, “You can't escape me, even in death...”
Wei Zhuo died.
Wen Qiu, who could snap sugarcane with his bare hands, sat boldly by the roadside, looking at the pile of mangled flesh as he chewed on his sugarcane and argued with the System.
“You tell me there are two more like that?”
The System forced a sycophantic smile.
Wen Qiu: “...Pay me more.”
[A few things to know before reading!]
1. Both leads are emotionally and physically devoted only to each other.
2. The male lead will be extremely, extremely obsessed with the protagonist, emotionally and physically. The whole story gets pretty intense, so if that's not your thing, please be careful!
3. This isn't for readers who are extremely protective of one character. The author is a shameless romance enthusiast writing a clingy, twisted story. If you find it gross, just block me. If you've bought it, tell me in the comments and I'll give you a full refund.
4. One more time: this isn't for readers who are extremely protective of one character. If you don't like it, please leave. I'll hit back at personal attacks (.•ˇˍˇ•.)
5. 70% anti-piracy. The author's note in Chapter One has a very long, detailed list of content warnings, so don't miss it!
6. The events in the blurb take place in a fictional world. The leads are injured and unconscious, and need intense emotional stimulation to wake up. The protagonist transmigrates into the other lead's mind to complete missions. The story's theme is saving people and does not promote anything harmful. 🙏
[Upcoming novel: After Becoming the Master of a Saintly Chosen One]
He Xi slips and falls into a river. When he climbs out, he discovers that he's transmigrated into a cultivation novel he was cursing out just the night before.
The protagonist is a saintly, chosen-one type, so kind in a dark, dog-eat-dog power-fantasy world that there's something wrong with him.
His brothers stab him in the back? He forgives them! His sect frames and slanders him? He forgives them! An ungrateful traitor pushes him to the brink of life and death? He forgives them anyway! It nearly gives He Xi a heart attack.
But now, looking at his own utterly helpless self... A saintly hero? Fantastic!
By playing up his tragic circumstances, He Xi becomes the most forgettable burden in the protagonist's group. In this brutal world where the strong prey on the weak, he struggles to survive in the cracks.
Luckily, three years later, the golden finger every transmigrator into a book is supposed to get finally finds him. He Xi tears up with joy, but the next second, a voice rings in his mind: [Alluring fragrance constitution, activated! ** divine instrument, activated! Super-hot **, activated!]
He Xi: ???
System: Sweetie, you've transmigrated into an adults-only fanfic. Complete the missions to get the same golden finger as the chosen one.
[Mission 1: Slap Yan Xiangnan.]
[Mission 2: Make Yan Xiangnan your dog.]
Yan Xiangnan is that saintly chosen one. Seeing He Xi's strange expression, he immediately comes over with concern to ask what's wrong.
He Xi forces a stiff smile, not daring to say a word.
After the System threatens and tempts him, he finally takes the initiative with a man. He completes countless mortifying missions and succeeds in making Yan Xiangnan kneel before him, trembling all over as he buries his face against He Xi's stomach and pants heavily.
Just as He Xi is about to step on him, as the System instructed, another mechanical voice suddenly appears in his mind: [Mind-reading ability granted.]
He Xi freezes, then hears a terrifying, lovesick whisper beside him:
“I love you, I love you, I love you, I want to ** you, I love you, I love you, I love you...”
Still in a daze, He Xi hears that lovesick whisper overlap with the System's voice.
[Mission 18: Accept Yan Xiangnan's confession.]
Theme: Stay true to yourself and persevere.
[The reply to the question is as follows]
The CPs in my writing are all very heavy-handed, and this heavy-handedness refers to "No matter how normal they seem in the early stage, in the end they will become so crazy that they can't live without feeling. They are extremely possessive and jealous, and their need for feeling [both physical and psychological] is far beyond the normal range." I have always believed that love and sex go hand in hand. I am emotionally obsessed with my lover, and my body is not exempt from it. Therefore, from penis to soul, from senses to cognition, Gong will continue to be in a state of "addiction" to feelings. To express this physical and psychological "addiction", the most intuitive writing method is to describe his mental state, physical performance, and facial expressions when he is in contact with feelings.
Some readers are very concerned about this, and some even pointed their noses at me and scolded me as "ri gong sister", "ma gong sister", etc., Which will also implicate my readers. I can't tolerate this latter point, so I will explain to you here - as a poor author, I just have poor writing skills, lack of ability, and poor plot settings, so I chose the simplest writing method to express this extremely sick obsession: line drawing.
To write about the state of extreme joy when the other party gives Gong a "reward"; to write about Gong's expression of extreme despair when they quarrel and separate; to write about Gong's worry about gains and losses, his fear and anxiety of his lover leaving, etc. The writing touches on his expressions and moods, not because the author has any disgusting habits, but because I am a very stupid and untalented idiot author. To reflect the characteristics of CP, I can only describe it in outline. Why don't I use another method? Dear, this kind of question is like asking why I don't go to Tsinghua University and Peking University. Is it because I don't want to?
For an idiot like me who has no talent, writing is a very painful thing. The characters collapse, the plot turns abruptly, I get stuck, and I have self-doubt... To be honest, everything can knock me down, but due to the pressure of life, I have no way to stop. Of course, writing these is not Just to be miserable, just to tell you that life has crushed me into a pancake. I don't have any energy to deliberately sneak into the party control just to feed you a piece of shit. I just live, breathe, write some food, and occasionally daydream about the day when I become a great writer.
Finally, I would like to say to you, dear, for a person who works more than 13 hours a day and is entangled in the trivial matters of life, it is indeed difficult to take time to learn all kinds of new terms (only for me), such as being unable to hide secretly, sister Ri Gong... Often I am... After scolding, I searched outside and found out that this word originally meant this. I knew that writing novels must not escape these subtle malices, so I reflected on it and came to the conclusion that I don't think I have these attitude problems, I am just a simple person.
Above, best wishes.
Will a new book be released on July 27? You only need to wait for a month and a half, so look forward to it! ! ! Delicious orthopedic love
Boss, do you have any sweet extras? [Xingxingyan] I want to see young couples falling in love
Wow, it feels like every time the author's book ends, it's a bit anticlimactic.
I mean
Lots of extras [Kiss]
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this episode is so delicious [poor] [come on]
Goddess... I really want to eat more extras [biting handkerchief] more more...
Will the boss suddenly explode 500,000 yuan in deposits next time and scare me?
After serious tasting, it's delicious [continue]
I have seriously read the teacher's three books, they are so delicious 😘 Looking forward to the next one!
The young couple is so sweet [Ju Tang][Ju Tang] The boss is so beautifully written
[The reply to the question is as follows] The CPs in my writing are all very heavy-handed, and this heavy-handedness refers to "No matter how normal they seem in the early stage, in the end they will become so crazy that they can't live without feeling. They are extremely possessive and jealous, and their need for feeling [both physical and psychological] is far beyond the normal range." I have always believed that love and sex go hand in hand. I am emotionally obsessed with my lover, and my body is not exempt from it. Therefore, from penis to soul, from senses to cognition, Gong will continue to be in a state of "addiction" to feelings. To express this physical and psychological "addiction", the most intuitive writing method is to describe his mental state, physical performance, and facial expressions when he is in contact with feelings. Some readers are very concerned about this, and some even pointed their noses at me and scolded me as "ri gong sister", "ma gong sister", etc., Which will also implicate my readers. I can't tolerate this latter point, so I will explain to you here - as a poor author, I just have poor writing skills, lack of ability, and poor plot settings, so I chose the simplest writing method to express this extremely sick obsession: line drawing. To write about the state of extreme joy when the other party gives Gong a "reward"; to write about Gong's expression of extreme despair when they quarrel and separate; to write about Gong's worry about gains and losses, his fear and anxiety of his lover leaving, etc. The writing touches on his expressions and moods, not because the author has any disgusting habits, but because I am a very stupid and untalented idiot author. To reflect the characteristics of CP, I can only describe it in outline. Why don't I use another method? Dear, this kind of question is like asking why I don't go to Tsinghua University and Peking University. Is it because I don't want to? For an idiot like me who has no talent, writing is a very painful thing. The characters collapse, the plot turns abruptly, I get stuck, and I have self-doubt... To be honest, everything can knock me down, but due to the pressure of life, I have no way to stop. Of course, writing these is not Just to be miserable, just to tell you that life has crushed me into a pancake. I don't have any energy to deliberately sneak into the party control just to feed you a piece of shit. I just live, breathe, write some food, and occasionally daydream about the day when I become a great writer. Finally, I would like to say to you, dear, for a person who works more than 13 hours a day and is entangled in the trivial matters of life, it is indeed difficult to take time to learn all kinds of new terms (only for me), such as being unable to hide secretly, sister Ri Gong... Often I am... After scolding, I searched outside and found out that this word originally meant this. I knew that writing novels must not escape these subtle malices, so I reflected on it and came to the conclusion that I don't think I have these attitude problems, I am just a simple person. Above, best wishes.
Will a new book be released on July 27? You only need to wait for a month and a half, so look forward to it! ! ! Delicious orthopedic love
Boss, do you have any sweet extras? [Xingxingyan] I want to see young couples falling in love
Wow, it feels like every time the author's book ends, it's a bit anticlimactic. I mean Lots of extras [Kiss]
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this episode is so delicious [poor] [come on]
Goddess... I really want to eat more extras [biting handkerchief] more more...
Will the boss suddenly explode 500,000 yuan in deposits next time and scare me?
After serious tasting, it's delicious [continue]
I have seriously read the teacher's three books, they are so delicious 😘 Looking forward to the next one!
The young couple is so sweet [Ju Tang][Ju Tang] The boss is so beautifully written