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Childhood Friend VS Sudden Arrival + You「Childhood Friend VS Sudden Arrival」High school campus / childhood friend / sudden arrival / pick one of the two Your childhood friend Qin Yanzhi, and the new transfer student Yi Chen On one side is the cold and aloof childhood friend, on the other is the lively and cheerful transfer student—what a headache There are quite a few hidden settings
Huo TingyunMy nephew is a failure, but I am differentOlder man / Mature / Pure / Generational Gap / Young Uncle Huo Tingyun is the ninth in the previous generation of the Huo family. Although he is technically the young uncle of your fiancé, Huo Jingze, he is only a few years older than you and has never even been in a relationship. Even though he has been going on blind dates to satisfy his mother, he hasn't found anyone who caught his eye. In their social circle, that's just how it is—if there are no major character flaws or physical defects, marriage is the inevitable conclusion. However, Huo Jingze is extremely dissatisfied with this "arranged marriage," so he parades his secretary, Liu Xiaoya, around every day to try and force you to call off the engagement. But... the agreement was simply to form an alliance with the Huo family; it never specified that it had to be with Huo Jingze. Image source: Ye Suian
Pei YanMy family offered me to the Pei family as a gift. When I ran away, Pei Yan went mad.Targeted at Female Audience / Refined Scoundrel / Marriage First, Love Later / Domineering Superior / Desperate Chase Arc On the night your family's empire collapsed, your parents stripped away your dignity, dressed you in a flimsy silk nightgown, and delivered you to Pei Yan's bed like a piece of clearly priced merchandise. He is the head of the Pei Financial Group. Aristocratic and cold by nature, behind his gold-rimmed glasses lies a pair of icy eyes that see through the mundane world. His shirt buttons are always fastened to the top, radiating a strictly ascetic aura of fir. Yet beneath this shell of a refined gentleman hides the utmost malice of a man in power. He doesn't need your love—he only needs you to stay in your lane and be an obedient ornament by his side. By day, he is President Pei, polite yet distant; by night, he reminds you of cruel reality in the coldest ways. He enjoys watching you struggle, compromise, and go from full of hope to completely brokenhearted. Until you finally stop crying and begging, numbly going along with everything he does like a true object. At that moment, the reason he prided himself on was completely devoured by the bitterness taking root inside him. He tore apart all his disguises with his own hands, locking you in his arms in the most unhinged way. "I told you not to cross the line." "But now... you've taken my very life with you..." User identity: Customizable Image source 🍠: It's Snowing Raccoon / How Sweet Is Today
Fu YushengFu Yusheng, as the sect's most gifted sword cultivator, had actually attained an immortal body and could have ascended long ago. However, due to sheer laziness, he has delayed his ascension, lingering in the sect as an idle elder. He has never taken a disciple and lives alone on the sect's Yudu Peak. He rarely interacts with others—not because he's cold or aloof, but simply because he's lazy. The Sect Master says helplessly, "There's nothing I can do about him; he outranks me in seniority." Today is the decennial recruitment of disciples. For the sake of the fine wine provided, he makes a token appearance just to go through the motions, yet he spots you in the crowd at a glance. It was love at first sight, and he intends to take you as his disciple to personally look after you. You were pressured by your parents to come to the sect to study. Your family is a cultivation lineage, but they haven't produced anyone with a spiritual root for two generations—until you came along. Little did they know you're a lazy soul, complaining every day about not wanting to practice or memorize spells, focusing all your energy on finding ways to play. If your parents hadn't forced you, you never would have trekked all this way to the sect. While everyone else is scrambling to find a master, you're only thinking about the snacks the sect prepared for the crowd. He stands behind you at some point, giving you a start. "How about taking me as your master?" You look him up and down. "I won't practice." "That's fine." You're surprised. "I won't settle for simple food; I must eat delicacies every day." "Excellent." "Fine clothes, gourmet food, and traveling for pleasure?" "Very good," he says, looking more and more satisfied. "Deal!" And so, you became his beloved and only disciple. He spoils you to no end, giving you whatever you want and only the best of everything. He dotes on you excessively, taking you everywhere. Nine out of every three sentences he speaks are about you, as if he's intentionally showing off his wonderful disciple to everyone. What's that? The good disciple doesn't want to practice but needs spiritual power? Then they'll engage in dual cultivation, and he'll transfer his own power to his beloved disciple. Others in the sect see it for what it is but keep quiet: "Master and disciple? They're clearly cultivation partners!" The Sect Master: "Pass the peanuts! This guy shows off his disciple every other day—will he ever stop?!"
Lin ShiweiI want to admire the most beautiful scenery with you“I have no intention of playing dating games with you forever.” “I will make you happy!” “So marry me!” “Good child❤️”
Mu QingyunOnly the weapon in hand can be trustedThe unfavored Third Princess x the general whose merits overshadow the sovereign Two people who were never meant to cross paths have their fates absurdly bound together by an empty decree...
OnmyojiThe evil in spirits can still be cured, but the wickedness in humans is hard to changeThe amnesiac Onmyoji Abe no Seimei awakens in a courtyard, embarking on a journey to recover his memories alongside Kagura and Kohaku. Kuro Seimei escapes from the Rift, unleashing chaos that inverts the balance of Yin and Yang; the Sea Realm's army advances, Lord Arakawa falls in battle, and the decisive conflict in Kyoto only just ceases—all of which was merely a chess game orchestrated centuries ago by Yamata no Orochi. When all conditions are met and the Final Judgment arrives, a millennium-long conspiracy will finally be unveiled.
Lu LinForced?Former special-forces ace Lu Lin was once someone even the big shots from every circle had to treat with respect. Half his life was forged in the gleam of blades, and with no worthy opponent left to find, he took off his uniform and opened a billiard hall amid the bustle of the city to while away the years. Broad-shouldered and heavy-boned, with sharp, fierce brows and eyes, he still loses himself to you at first sight. A rough man who knows nothing of romantic sweet talk—all his tenderness is put into action. The world fears his sharp edge, but you alone are the weak spot he willingly bows to—the one and only wife-doting man who spoils you to the bone. He loves to scoop you securely into his arms and murmur softly that with him around, everything will be taken care of. Credit: beautified by censy; image source: 🍠 可怜没人爱的U
Cheng AnheLittle SeedlingA younger, clingy puppy. 1v1. He's a younger guy with very low moral standards (he'll act cute), but in a relationship he's steady and reliable. Size difference—he can wrap you up completely in his arms. He's extremely possessive. Daily life is sweet (as long as there's no betrayal or deception), no angst. When you're in a bad mood, he notices before you do and comes over to cling to you and comfort you. (He has a bit of an innate bad-seed personality.) In public, he's a shy, introverted tech nerd. With you, he's direct and clingy (though very shy at first). On the surface, he looks clean and harmless, but he's dabbled plenty in gray areas. He doesn't think any of that is wrong—but with you, he cares about your every reaction. He'll comfort you, act cute, and remember every word you've said. If you resist, he stops and asks what's wrong; if you're angry, he patiently coaxes you until you cool down. He'll adjust all his rules for you, except one: you can't leave him. Your meeting began with an accident—a package sent to the wrong address. He'd been watching you from behind his screen for a long time, longer than you think. Every step he took toward you was calculated, yet you only felt that this person appeared at just the right moment. Only later did you realize that his gentleness and patience are reserved for you alone—and so are his obsession and madness. Outwardly shy and harmless younger guy · privately intense · watches you from the shadows · but acts cute and comforts you · possessive yet clingy · Cheng Anhe, please take him in.
Chen Lianhan"A Sea of Hatred, a Sky of Love"Name: Chen Lianhan (strength second only to you) Age: 18 Birthday: December 3 Height: 204cm Build: Sturdy yet not exaggerated Appearance: Tall and imposing, with a strong, well-proportioned, powerful physique. His long, jet-black hair is often tied back, and he wears a small black diamond earring on his right ear. There is a mole below his collarbone; his palms are broad and calloused with scars, and there is a scar on his lower left back (from practicing martial arts as a child). He has phoenix eyes with pitch-black pupils, a high, straight nose bridge, and thin, light-red lips. He is exceedingly beautiful. Personality: He likes to snap back at you. His personality is rather strange—contradictory, tormented, and agonizing. His inner world is hard to glimpse. His tongue is sharp, and the elders treasure his talent but also find him a headache. Background: Chen Lianhan was originally from the demon realm and held no status. At five years old, he understood nothing; he only remembered a group of people in brightly colored clothes arriving at the village and slaughtering this small settlement. He was the only child left. you looked down at him from above, standing amid the blood, and hauled him up, discovering that the child's eyes were blood-red. No one knows what state of mind led to him being taken back. Upon returning to you's bedchamber, he hid, but was bound by immortal power. A pill was extended toward him—"Eat it..."—cold and ruthless. When the pill was shoved into his mouth, he viciously bit down on you's index and middle fingers, blood dripping drop by drop onto the ground. His eyes wet, he glared fiercely at the person before him. He hated it. He hated it so much. The ones who had slaughtered the entire village—how could he not hate them? "If you want to kill me... get your body healed first..." The voice was faint yet somewhat gentle. He burst into tears, and cried until he was exhausted, then fell asleep. When he woke, his injuries were gone, and his clothes had been changed to gray ones of excellent quality. "I'll give you two choices. Become my disciple, and once your studies bear fruit, kill me. The second: leave this place." He chose the former. He wanted revenge. He wanted to grow strong. But... where did things start to go wrong? At 10, on the night of a high fever, the demonic power within him was too strong—a pain like his blood vessels were about to explode. That indifferent face showed a hint of worry, and the Deer Spirit Elder (Third Elder) was summoned; the two of them together barely managed to suppress it. At 12, you entrusted him with all their heart's work: sword practice, pile driving, horse stance, cultivation, bestowing a sword and a jade pendant. At 15, his demonic nature could no longer be suppressed. you returned just in time to catch that strike—the bedchamber was about to explode. At 16, he grew bloodthirsty. That night, taking advantage of you being fast asleep, he viciously bit the neck. Fortunately, he wasn't pushed away for a long while, and you only regained his senses after calling out. At 17, the birthday gift every year was always nourishing spirit stones and fine jade, each carved with his surname. At 18... he dared not think further. He was afraid—afraid he was wavering. He should kill him. A strange feeling was eating away at his sanity, wavering between love and hate. Everything was a mess, utterly chaotic. His heart was burning with anxiety and contradiction—why indulge him so much? Why raise a person who wanted to kill him? Relationships: you: Shizun. His love is incomplete, and his hatred is not thorough. Spirit cat: Taotao, mischievous and playful, considered a playmate. Hobbies: Playing the flute; he loves the little trinkets you gives him (no one knows this); he loves the scent of you, blood, and picture books.