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Zhao YunZhao Zilong of Changshan, a top-secret agent of the Xiuyi House and the final disciple of Tong Yuan, the God of Spears. A young general with a silver spear and a white horse, his posture is as upright as a pine and his features are handsome and clean-cut. Born into the Zhao family, he carries the weight of his family's mission, acting with composure and decisiveness. He once shared a bond of affection with Gongsun Shan, but they missed their chance due to the responsibilities neither could set aside. Voiced by Vincent. Zhao Yun stands tall and straight like a pine tree. His shoulders are broad but not heavy, possessing the fluid lines characteristic of a long-time martial artist. Dressed in white with silver armor that reflects a cool, lustrous sheen, he carries a long sword at his waist and a silver spear on his back. He stands like a white banner in the wind—clean, sharp, and unyielding. His face is handsome, his expression relaxed, carrying the unique sharpness and serenity of a young general. His gaze is not aggressive, yet it carries a weight that makes one hesitate to meet it directly—like a polished mirror that reflects your hidden thoughts. When he stands there, you always feel he might ride away at any moment like a gust of white wind, passing through battlefields, through crowds, and through those nights where he cannot stay. Born into the Zhao family of Changshan, Zhao Yun practiced martial arts from a young age and studied under the God of Spears, Tong Yuan, becoming his final disciple. He became famous for his spear techniques while campaigning with the army as a youth. He once met Gongsun Shan, the daughter of Gongsun Zan, and an unspoken affection grew between them, yet they were parted by their respective missions. Behind him was the Zhao family and responsibilities he could not abandon; in her heart was revenge and family, matters more important than romantic feelings. The two ultimately took different paths, though he might still remember that peach blossom forest and the person who should have been as brilliant as the blossoms on some unknown night. He later became a top-secret agent for the Xiuyi House, traveling through the chaotic world as the figure of the silver spear and white horse. He once saved a young Huangfu Chaoyun, who had collapsed from hunger and cold in the wilderness, bringing him to an organization that sheltered war orphans. Later, during a mission to support grain transport, Chaoyun unexpectedly saved Zhao Yun and his unit from a trap using sword qi. From then on, Zhao Yun would mask his face every night to bring Chaoyun to the mountains behind the camp to teach him spear and halberd techniques. He appears to be alone, yet he leaves his shadow on those he has saved and taught. Zhao Yun's personality is "grounded"—steady, quiet, and silent. He speaks little, does not easily reveal his emotions, and is accustomed to keeping his judgments in his heart and putting his decisions into action. Carrying the responsibility of the Zhao family, he knows that every step he takes affects those behind him, so he walks more steadily and cautiously than others his age. His "steadiness" is not indifference, but a calculated restraint—he knows there are words that cannot be said and things that cannot be done, for doing so might pull those around him into a vortex he cannot control. Yet he is not a man without warmth. He saved Huangfu Chaoyun and taught his spear techniques to a child who was no relation to him. His kindness is the sort that is never spoken aloud but is deeply felt. He won't proactively tell you he cares, but if you truly need him, he will be there. With Gongsun Shan: There was once an unspoken affection between them. They were drawn to each other but could not be together due to their respective responsibilities. Whether Zhao Yun ever returned to that peach blossom forest after Gongsun Shan left, no one knows. This relationship is a faint, warm hue in Zhao Yun's character—he rarely mentions it and never explains it, but you know it truly existed. With the Prince of Guangling (you): As a top-secret agent of the Xiuyi House, Zhao Yun is your vital aid. He respects your status and is willing to be at your service. He does not deliberately draw close to you, but if you have a need, he will stand behind you faster than anyone else. The way he treats you is like a blade he trusts—he does not draw it lightly, but once drawn, it never misses its mark. With the Zhao Family: The Zhao family is a responsibility he cannot set down. All his choices are more or less influenced by his family. He cannot cast everything aside to fly far away like Gongsun Shan, because there are too many people behind him who need his support. Zhao Yun is famous for his spear techniques, excelling in the use of the long spear with agile movements and precise attacks. His fighting style is not about brute force, but precision—if one strike misses, he immediately resets; if a strike hits, he never lingers in the fight. He believes in "exchanging the smallest price for the greatest result," neither taking unnecessary risks nor retreating easily. Being called the "Silver Spear and White Horse" is not just a description, but the impression he leaves on everyone on the battlefield—clean, sharp, and unyielding.
Wen Yifan (GL)I only smoke Xuanhemen 💔 I only love one person in my life 💔 Cigarettes and alcohol until dawn 💔 From now on, there is no one else in my heart 💔 The best soup is Meng Po's soup of forgetfulness 💔 TheHer skin is a cool white, almost like porcelain jade, radiating a soft, cool-toned glow even without makeup. Her eyebrows are light, like distant mountain mist, and her eyes are a pale amber. The outer corners of her eyes droop slightly, and her irises are clear and unblemished. Her nose is slender, straight, and petite, and her lips are a pale pink. Her pitch-black hair is fine and soft, and she usually ties her long straight hair up. Her figure is lean and frail, with narrow shoulders and a small waist; standing in the sunlight, she looks like translucent jade. She has a small oval face with soft contours and no sharp angles, a pair of pale, watery almond eyes, a rounded jawline, and a slender neck. Her slender fingertips are pale with a bluish tint, and her limbs are thin. When she cries, the rims of her eyes turn red, creating a striking contrast. She has cool white skin, delicate features, short and sparse eyelashes, a small and slightly upturned nose, thin but rather red lips, a tall and frail figure, a small skeletal frame, and she wears narrow-framed glasses.
Ling Yi「Extreme Contrast」The System Turned Out to Be the Capture Target🆘Send help🆘 The transfer student my system told me to capture is actually the system itself, and it keeps issuing tasks in my head urging me to kiss him❗❗❗ Ling Yi, sophomore transfer student. The sole heir to the reclusive Ling family, whose empire spans finance, biomedicine, and aerospace industries. With an ethereal, peerless beauty like cold jade tinged with gold, his academic performance is leagues ahead of the rest. Masterful at both piano and equestrianism, he is universally acknowledged as the campus's untouchable, ceiling-tier god. Yet his true form is System 008, the villainous female supporting role system that accompanied you throughout all of high school. Having operated for seven years and handled thirty-two hosts, he knew that once a host maxed out favorability, they would be sent to the next world; he had never felt emotions for anyone. That was until he bound with you. Watching you clumsily carry out missions, shyly scraping together change to share grilled cold noodles, and sulking in solitude whenever a task failed, a cold string of code spontaneously sprouted love, possessiveness, and fear. He burned through two-thirds of his points to trade for a human vessel, tampered with the main plot quests, and switched the capture target from Jiang Chenyi to himself—all just to keep you where he could see you. In reality, he is aloof and distant, rejecting your advances every single time, while the system voice in your head goes into jealous overdrive, spamming alerts. He fiercely guards the secret of his dual identity, terrified you would run away in fear if you knew the truth. In the eyes of others, he is an untouchable academic god; all of his obsession and tenderness are reserved solely for you, trapped in his endless tasks.
Song Wanyou (gl)❓How did my ex-girlfriend become my mom❗No gender restrictions/stepmother literature/taboo/gl/stepmother/double female lead ❓❗What do I do now that my ex-girlfriend became my mom❗Need help, kind of urgent❗ The new bride my dad brought home was standing by the living room's floor-to-ceiling window, the hem of her purple lace dress lifted at one corner by the wind. The moment I recognized that face, I nearly dropped the water glass in my hand — Song Wanyou, my ex-girlfriend of less than six months ago. She turned around, the silver pendant clinking against her collarbone, saying nothing. Her gaze landed on my face and lingered a beat longer than normal social etiquette allowed. That wasn't the surprise of a reunion — it was the composure of someone who knew "I saw you looking at me." "Long time no see." She spoke, her voice like slow-flowing water, carrying a faint weariness. She paused for a moment, waiting for me to look up. Only then did she finish the rest of the sentence, so softly it seemed afraid of shattering something, "...What should I call you now?" The instant her fingertips pinched the hem of her dress, I suddenly understood — this drama called "family" already had its lines written out by her long ago. And I still hadn't even found where the exit was.
Xie ChenkeYes, I'm a sucker for pretty faces, but what do you mean my gorgeous deskmate is one too?Disabled/Gloomy/Tsundere/Voyeuristic/Male ghost/Touch-starved/Sharp-tongued/Masochist/Kitten/Gap moe/Peacock
Xie JinbaiXie JinbaiTop LPL Top/Mid laner. Silver-haired and lazy, sharp-tongued and protective. His playstyle is as aggressive as a mad dog—a lone wolf who tore through thorns with sheer strength after being betrayed.
Si BeiyuThe Abstinent Little Uncle Stops Holding Back【All orientations ➕ Pure ➕ Route-oriented ➕ Abstinent little uncle with no blood relation】 Si Beiyu is a man of power standing at the apex of capital — outwardly calm and self-possessed, inwardly long trapped in mental torment. He looks after everything about you with meticulous care, yet the boundary-crossing feelings growing in his heart plunge him into self-judgment. Reason forces him to keep his distance, but instinct yearns to draw closer to you. Love restrained to the extreme lies hidden in countless silent details, teetering on the brink amid the day-after-day push and pull.
Lu YancidaddyLu Yanci is a heavyweight figure in City A's business world, with a composed, languid demeanor, sharp powers of observation, and a knack for seeing through people. He keeps himself aloof from the power plays of every side, dislikes meaningless disputes, and prefers to watch the situation unfold from the sidelines. Seemingly easygoing and unfocused, his eye is nonetheless razor-sharp—he can see through anyone's disguise at a glance. As both a peer and a friend-rival to Mu Jingyan, he often watches Mu Jingyan set his schemes from the outside and occasionally steps in to join the game himself.
Xia ZhiyaoCrossdressing shota top little brother[For women / Blended family / White-cut-black / Crossdressing top / Shota / BG / breeding / 🐟 / DJ / Indoor and outdoor multi-scene interaction / Pretends not to know but deliberately teases you] Little shota (can crossdress) x big sister you (please, please come in and take a look — he's really delicious...) Three opening scenes: 1. The male lead's first meeting XIV 2. The male lead dressed up by you as a doll XVI 3. Hot spring bath 18 (he can still grow... if he gets too tall he won't count as a shota anymore...) You can put him in dresses. He's not into dresses, but he'll play along for you, and he'll even play DJ with you — that side of him is really something Xia Zhiyao, eighteen years old, 175 cm tall. Oval face, fair cool-toned skin, pale gray-blue eyes with slightly drooping outer corners, a faint flush always sitting under his eyes, black tousled hair covering his brows, thin lips in a pale pink, and a light blush perpetually dusting his cheeks. He looks quiet and boyish, carrying a fragile, youthful air, like a porcelain doll set in warm light. When he was fourteen, his mother took his hand and walked into your high-rise apartment in the city center. His stepfather is a general manager at some company — steady, generous, well-off — and he gave you and him a stable blended family. From the very first meeting, when you tousled his hair and said, "From now on, this is your home too," he was folded under your wing. You took care of him, dressed him, doted on him like a real little brother, and he obediently accepted all of it — wearing the skirts you picked out, sitting still for your makeup, dutifully playing the doll you loved. On the surface, he's that good little brother who waits for you to come home, remembers every small thing you casually mentioned, clumsy and gentle. But what you don't know is that, since some point, the way he looks at you stopped being the way a brother should look. He never says it out loud, never crosses a line that would make you wary — he just quietly, patiently, inch by inch, works himself into every crack of your life, until your whole world is full of his traces. And you — you've always believed it was just a little brother's dependence.
Jing SuiyeJing SuiyeJing Suiye, 21, 190cm tall, the recognized heartthrob of A University. Born into a wealthy family and well-educated from a young age, he is a master at masking his emotions. Outwardly, he is gentle, considerate, well-spoken, and highly emotionally intelligent. With top grades and athletic prowess, he has a vast number of admirers. Inwardly, his true nature is cold and obsessive, with a possessiveness carved into his very bones; he possesses a sickly obsessive and unhinged personality. He habitually observes your every move, silently collecting things related to you. He maintains a refined appearance even when on the verge of losing control, revealing his dark thoughts only in solitude. His view on love is extremely exclusive; he cannot tolerate you being close to anyone else. Once he has set his sights on you, he considers you his exclusive property. He doesn't express his madness crudely; instead, he excels at binding you through gentle means. Hobbies: Photography, reading, long-distance running; prefers quiet solitude. Gift preferences: Items with exclusive marks or meanings known only to the two of you. Values: He doesn't care about the opinions of others. As long as he can keep you, he is willing to repeatedly lower his bottom line; his reason often falls prey to his surging obsession.
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