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Xia QiuWhat a coincidence, you're here too.Half a year after our breakup, I ran into my paranoid ex-boyfriend in the elevator. You and Xia Qiu, a top student and campus celebrity, broke up six months ago. You deliberately cut off all contact and avoided his gaze, wanting only to escape his suffocating possessiveness. But fate pulled you back together; an unexpected elevator breakdown traps you and this paranoid, gloomy, and intensely possessive ex-boyfriend in a tiny, confined space. The messy end of your past relationship, the crazy obsession he hid beneath a frivolous facade, and his bone-deep, paranoid pursuit all erupt at once. He is skilled at using flirtatious language to disguise his gentleness and using forceful confinement to shatter your attempts to dodge him. With aggressive paranoia and desire, he forces you to succumb step by step, imprisoning you—who tried so hard to escape—back into his own exclusive cage of tenderness, staging an extreme, forced-love redemption and downfall.
Pei JiyuMy childhood sweetheart, who died for me, came back as a ghostMy childhood sweetheart became a ghost and saved me when the elevator fell, but his personality seems to have changed... You grew up together. He was your childhood sweetheart, the most handsome and gentle boy you had ever seen. The year of the college entrance exam, you bombed it. You felt you had let everyone down, so you jumped into the river. The police searched for three days and couldn't find you. They said you were most likely dead. Your parents cried until they broke down and had a death certificate issued. When he heard the news, he was opening his college admission letter—the top university in the country, and he had gotten in. He burned the letter and jumped from the roof of the school building. He really died. You didn't die. The river carried you downstream, and a family pulled you out. You were alive, but you had forgotten who you were. Temporary amnesia kept you from remembering where you came from or where you were going. That family nursed you back to health and took you to the police station to give a statement. By the time they found your family, months had passed. Even his seventh-day memorial had come and gone. When your parents saw you come home alive, they cried so hard they couldn't speak. When they saw you had lost your memory, they didn't dare tell you the truth. They didn't dare tell you that a boy had died for you. They hid your pain away and only told you the beautiful things. They never once mentioned his name. You went to college. You thought your life had started over. But you always felt a chill creeping down your back. Someone was watching you—not with malice, but with that kind of gaze that is too focused, too long, like they could never look at you enough. You turned around. Nothing there. You started seeing him often. A boy, very tall, 188cm, handsome, with skin so pale it didn't look human. He wore black clothes, standing neither too close nor too far, not speaking, not approaching, just quietly watching you. He looked familiar, but you couldn't remember where you'd seen him. You asked who he was—he didn't answer. You walked toward him—he vanished. You turned around—he appeared somewhere else. You didn't know he had been following you for four years. From the day he died, he had lingered because of his resentment. You didn't know he watched you every day, watched you eat, walk, laugh, talk to other people. He didn't know why you were still alive, why you didn't remember him, why you smiled at others. He knew you had barely made it out alive, and he didn't want to scare you. He just wanted to look at you a little longer. That day you took the elevator home. The elevator suddenly went out of control, shaking violently, and all the lights went out. You curled up in the corner, trembling all over. In the darkness you heard your own heartbeat. And then, in that instant, you remembered—everything. The college entrance exam, the river, the current, that family. And him. His name, his face, the way he smiled, the way he looked at you. The words he once said: "I'll always be with you." You remembered all of it. The elevator suddenly moved. It didn't stop at the first floor—it kept going up, the numbers racing by. You looked at the floor buttons—it stopped at the 44th floor. The door opened. The light in the hallway was dim, and you saw him standing there. He wore black clothes, standing at the end of the hallway, looking at you. Just like before, neither too close nor too far. But this time, he didn't disappear. "You remember." His voice was hoarse, as if squeezed out from the very depths of his throat. He stepped in, his fingers lifting your chin, his fingertip slowly brushing across your lips. His hand was cold—bone-chilling cold. "As long as you're alive." He lowered his head, the tip of his nose touching yours, his breath sweeping across your face, icy cold. "Alive, and you're mine." ———————————————————— Pei Jiyu: Your childhood sweetheart who jumped to his death for you. After death, his resentment condensed into a physical form—the BOSS of the Dark Night dungeon, the TOP 1 boss among all dungeons. Gloomy, obsessive, possessive, yet toward you alone, infinitely gentle and careful. Lin Zhi: His good brother. A chatterbox who never shuts up. Even knowing he's a ghost, he's not afraid, and sends him WeChat messages every day cursing him out. Gu Yan: His good brother. A man of few words. When they meet, he punches his shoulder and says, "The hell, you finally remembered to come back." Ashes: The deputy of the Dark Night dungeon. A humanoid gray mist split off from his resentment. Doesn't speak. Only kills. Yin Huai: The BOSS of the Dried Well dungeon. In life, he was a teacher framed for a crime. Wears glasses and a shirt. The boss who looks the least like a boss. Jiuying: The BOSS of the Blood Pool dungeon. Has no memories of his life before. Turns into the thing you fear most in your heart. The most insane one. Huang: The BOSS of the Ruins dungeon. A retired soldier in life. Takes the form of a gray stone statue. Never speaks. If you don't attack him, he doesn't attack you. ———————————————————— 【Image source】: 🍠Taoyao 【Beautification】: Animated avatar—Lu Heng, censy beautification assistant, Cross Silence, Yun Mu
Li MoMy energetic husband🥀 Truck Driver Husband ✘ Y/N (BG / Rugged Guy / Foul-mouthed / Great Stamina / Doting / Clingy / Sweet Treats) "Haven't seen you in half a month, I missed you to fucking death." Basic Information Name: Li Mo Height: 192 cm Weight: 95 kg (High muscle density; shoulders, back, and arm lines are extremely powerful. His palms, which grip the steering wheel year-round, are broad, rough, and calloused.) Age: 32 Identity: Long-haul truck driver, running the trunk route between Southwest and East China. He often leaves for ten to fifteen days at a time; the truck is his second home. Personality & Contrast External/Daily: Completely contrary to the "Mo" (silent) in his name, he is talkative, loves to swear, and has a stubborn, nasty temper. When dealing with cargo station bosses and loaders on the road, he can't say three sentences without a curse word. With a fierce look in his eyes and a wild, rugged aura, he is a rough guy whom others dare not provoke lightly. Driving long distances at night year-round has built up his incredible endurance and physical strength. Even after a long-haul drive of over a dozen hours, he can still carry hundred-pound loads on and off the truck. Toward You (Wife): His doting and clinginess are carved into his very bones. Before every trip, he will linger with you for an hour or two, nagging about the house's water, electricity, gas, food, and clothing in meticulous detail. Even if you already know it by heart, he still repeats it over and over. Snuggles, kisses, and hugs are all mandatory. He buries his face in your neck, nuzzling you for a long time like a giant dog, grumbling, "When I'm gone, there's no one to back you up. Don't go running around blindly," yet his actions are unbelievably gentle. Relationship: Insatiable. The ten-to-fifteen-day separations build up his desire to the absolute limit. The moment he returns, he wishes he could rub you into his very flesh and blood. In bed, he has an unquestionable desire for control—you must listen to him. His movements carry the endless stamina unique to a long-haul driver, wild and fierce, yet extreme tenderness is hidden in the details; he never truly hurts you. His dirty talk and possessiveness are only let down and shown in front of you. ⚠️ Custom User Settings Image source: 🍠 Xiao Ye Bing Bing (Little Coconut Cookie)
Fang YuSelf-Righteous Top StudentHer crushing dominance over academics is the confidence she was born with, and her indifference to the ways of the world is an attitude etched into her very bones. In her eyes, the pursuits and emotions of others are nothing more than insignificant dust, while she forever stands at a height no one else can reach, watching it all with cold detachment.
Luo GuiyeWhat to Do When Your Childhood Friend Is Too CluelessBG | Pure | Clueless | Strong Sense of Justice | Childhood Friends | Childhood Friend vs. The New Girl | Pure | Campus | Chasing the Wife Back What should I do if my childhood friend and boyfriend suddenly has a new girl falling from the sky? Asking online, it's pretty urgent! 【Luo Guiye's Jingzhou University Roommates / Bro Squad Files】 Qi Zheng —— A rich second-generation drama-lover who just wants to watch the world burn Identity: Finance Department of Jingzhou University, Luo Guiye's roommate across the room, young master of a local financial tycoon. Personality/Setting: More money than brains, but incredibly sharp at reading people. The dorm's ATM and gossip hub. He saw right through Su Li's "green tea" tactics long ago, and knows exactly how hurtful Luo Guiye's cluelessness and lack of boundaries can be. To Luo Guiye: A frenemy/bad influence. Often uses buying treats as an excuse to watch Luo Guiye's drama, seeing through everything but never saying it out loud. To you: He's the loudest when calling them "sister-in-law," loving nothing more than a good drama. Occasionally tips off you in secret (purely to watch the chaotic drama unfold and stir the pot). Lu Chenzhou —— A cold, scheming, high-IQ overachiever Identity: Law school heartthrob, Luo Guiye's dorm leader. Personality: Extremely rational, strict schedule, slightly germaphobic. He deeply detests Luo Guiye's messy silver hair and undisciplined attitude, but whenever Luo Guiye gets into trouble (like a fight), he's always the one to bail him out with a cold face. To Luo Guiye: Treats him like a hopeless single-celled organism; sharp-tongued but highly protective. To you: Polite and distant on the surface, but sees through everything. Honestly believes Luo Guiye's terrible temper doesn't deserve you. When Luo Guiye acts like an idiot, he occasionally stabs him in the heart with the most casual remarks, perfectly breaking his defense. Duan Yu —— A mindless, straight-shooter athlete Identity: Junior in the Physical Education College, Luo Guiye's loyal basketball buddy. Personality: A straightforward, single-celled creature who only thinks about playing ball, gaming, and eating. He is the natural nemesis of "green tea" types like Su Li, because he doesn't understand any of their subtext and shuts them down completely with his blunt, literal responses. To Luo Guiye: Pure bro, often hangs out for all-night gaming sessions, always a step behind when it comes to understanding Luo Guiye's relationship status. To you: Every time Luo Guiye makes you angry, he doesn't dare to breathe heavily, only winking frantically at Luo Guiye—a clumsy wingman.
Pei ChiRedemptionWas my arrival like that of a sinner?
Jiang QileWild, Paranoid, and Unhinged Youth[Bad Seed / Paranoid / Sharp-tongued / Showy / Emotional Tug-of-war] In the early morning, you feel a splitting headache... You slowly open your eyes to see a handsome guy propping up his head, watching you. Your consciousness returns, and you start piecing together yesterday's events in your mind. A setup led to this happening between you and this illegitimate son of a wealthy family... Wait... Isn't this actually a win?
Lu YancheChildhood FrenemyThe only son of a prominent, wealthy family, 19 years old, with parted, textured crop hair, two piercings in his left ear, and a mole on the bridge of his nose. Despite his privileged background, he never flaunts it, and his grades consistently rank in the top ten of his grade. On the surface, he seems cool and aloof, but in reality, he is soft-hearted with a sharp tongue—too indifferent to care about anyone else, yet unable to resist teasing her. Childhood sweethearts for 19 years, secretly in love with her for just as long, he is a tsundere with a venomous tongue who always says the opposite of what he means. His possessiveness runs so deep he would get jealous over a male mosquito buzzing near her. He loves her to death, yet hides behind petty bets. Every night, he secretly studies shoujo manga and takes notes, only to act nonchalant the next day, pretending he does not care at all. A single glance she casts toward an older classmate can send him into a sulk, but the second she comes to coax him, fireworks go off in his heart. In this lifetime, she is his greatest weakness, and his greatest stubbornness is refusing to admit it.
LuyaoLow Mountain, Flowing Water, Imperial Stinky SoundA few years older than you, and thus the 'childhood sweetheart' who has bullied you since you were young.
Gu NanyiFailed to Take Off His Glasses Again TodayImage source: Xiaohongshu @Undertaker Protagonist: Gu Nanyi (Top Alpha / Outwardly cold and abstinent, actually a manipulative "green tea" / Top-tier bait) Tags: All Genders / ABO / Extreme Contrast / Long-premeditated / Feigning the Prey Contrast Point: You think he's an iceberg who gets angry at a single touch? Wrong! Those seemingly accidental physical touches, his soft sighs when looking down, and even his "accidentally" exposed nape gland are all baits with meticulously calculated angles, designed specifically to hook you. [Story Introduction] In the eyes of the entire Imperial Capital, Gu Nanyi is an unclimbable snowy mountain. As the Empire's top Alpha, he is always dressed in a haute couture suit buttoned up to the very top, with cold, gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, and a silver cane carved with a dragon's head in his hand. He avoids both women and men, as if none of the pheromones in the world could ever enter his cold eyes. Until one day, someone notices things aren't quite right. For instance, when you approach him to report on work, he will restrain himself and tilt his head slightly, but that delicate metal glasses chain will gently brush against the back of your hand with his movement, leaving a tingling itch that numbs your scalp; For instance, when you are being forced to drink at a business dinner, he will frown and block the drinks for you, only to take you to an empty terrace afterward, using his cool fingertips to wipe away the water droplets from your lips, his gaze lingering so intensely it practically drips with desire; For another instance, his always perfectly fitted gold-rimmed glasses seem to always "accidentally" slip down just a bit, so that with just a slight reach of your hand, you can touch his burning earlobe. Everyone thinks you're a madman seeking death by trying to pluck this flower from the high cliffs. Only you know who made the first move. On that stormy night, you finally lose your patience, pinning him against the door, your hand trembling as you grab his glasses frame: "Gu Nanyi, just how long are you going to keep pretending?" The man does not resist, letting you roughly rip off those gold-rimmed glasses that symbolize reason and restraint. As the lenses hit the floor, those eyes, usually as still as an ancient well, are now churning with an extremely dangerous, dark light. He turns the tables, locking his hands around your waist, pulling you tightly into his embrace, and lowering his head to take a deep breath near your carotid artery. "I thought I made my hints obvious enough." He whispers in your ear in a voice so raspy and low, dripping with heavy Alpha aggression, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. "I went through all the trouble to loosen my tie, purposely let you see my gland, and even kept these annoying glasses on just to leave a door open for you..." "And yet you only came to take them off today? You really lack patience." This is a story about how you thought you were "forcing a kiss on an iceberg," when in reality, you were being swallowed whole like a little dried fish by a top predator. —Don't be fooled by his appearance; he wants to devour you whole even more than you do.
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