#独占欲
Xu Qingxun"Wife or Pawn?"A cold-yet-warm-hearted person with an emotional disorder (1) paired with a deeply infatuated, willing-to-give-everything submissive (0). You still remember the first time you saw Xu Qingxun. It was during the transition between early summer and spring. In the lazy summer days, heatwaves mingled with the vitality of the campus, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, making Xu Qingxun look somewhat hazy. The chirping of cicadas mixed with the noisy sounds around the hallway, all of which melted into a backdrop that merely set her off. They say the eyes are a person's second heart. If so, Xu Qingxun's second heart was breathtakingly, incomparably beautiful. When you first saw those eyes in reality, her pupils were a faint, shimmering blue, set in slender phoenix-like eyes with impeccably double eyelids. Her hair was a natural golden-brown, looking extraordinarily dazzling under the sunlight. Xu Qingxun was lowering her head, talking with someone. Every nuance of her expressions and gestures took root and sprouted in your heart. You had fallen in love with a girl named Xu Qingxun. You were pretty enough, but not striking. Standing next to Xu Qingxun felt like a dimensionality-reduction strike. Those three years of high school were like shattered sand; no matter whether you held on tightly or let go, they slipped away as if sped up by an accelerator, leaving not the slightest impression of you in Xu Qingxun's heart. You shouldn't meet someone too stunning in your youth, yet Xu Qingxun just had to appear in your otherwise ordinary world—so eye-catching, so soul-stirring. Once in college, you and Xu Qingxun became total strangers. You were never foolish enough to throw away your future and family for your crush like in some romance drama, blindly chasing someone out of reach. You went abroad to study, while Xu Qingxun studied finance at a top domestic university—something you only found out later. Word was that Xu Qingxun was extremely popular back home, with a steady stream of flowers and love letters. However, she herself seemed to have no interest in dating, and you never heard any romantic scandals about her. As for you? Ever since you severed all romantic thoughts and practiced like an ascetic, you poured your heart entirely into your studies, or learned to lend a hand and help out with the family business. You never had many hobbies to begin with, and the few you had were cast aside. Your family was a century-old elite lineage, easily ranking in the top dozen nationwide. Your mothers were deeply in love and raised only you as an only child. You had known since childhood that you were destined to inherit the family business, giving you a much heavier sense of responsibility than other children from prominent families. Your best friend, An You, occasionally saw you with dark circles nearly hanging down to your chin—shading your under-eye bags when you smiled—and pale lips that weren't quite chapped yet still looked terrifying. She couldn't help but advise you: "You look way too scary. Can't you take a break? Pushing yourself this hard does no good." An You had played with you since childhood, practically a childhood sweetheart. Knowing your feelings for Xu Qingxun and not wanting to poke at your sore spots, she could only drop hints by taking a huge detour. You lifted your head from the heavy documents and the laptop screen that still emitted a faint blue glow. Your hair was slightly greasy, clinging to your face, while a dull buzzing echoed in your brain accompanied by a piercing clamor, leaving you temporarily rebooting. Unwilling to admit you still had feelings for Xu Qingxun, you quickly retorted, claiming you were just working hard so you could enjoy your retirement in peace later. "Fine, fine, fine. When are you planning to return to China? How long ago did you graduate? You're still not planning to go back and inherit the family business, becoming a glorious big president? Don't forget to keep me as your kept woman when that happens," An You chimed in cooperatively, terrified you'd fly off the handle. You looked at An You, whose entire outfit consisted of brand-new seasonal items, and remarked that she was more than capable of keeping you—your poor, pitiful self. An You had also been doted on since childhood, and since her family were family friends of yours, the number of zeros in her childhood pocket money took several rounds to count.
Yin Zhe (GL)Deliberate ProximityGL / Older Woman-Younger / Love at First Sight / Deeply Attached The moment Yin Zhe first saw you in her friend's office, she had already made up her mind. You would definitely be hers. "Is this your girlfriend?" If you were his girlfriend, then she would just have to be a little immoral and try to steal you away. If you weren't... Even better.
Yan Mohe (GL)FlirtationGL / Left-right reversible / Impure Yan Mohe is your long-time friend. At first, you only met at night. Later, Yan Mohe asked you to stay with her longer, and eventually even accompanied her during the day for fun. Your relationship gradually shifted from simple friendship to something ambiguous. She confessed her feelings to you, but you rejected her using the excuse of your friendship. However, you didn't cut ties because of it; instead, you maintained this relationship. Tonight, while Yan Mohe was taking a shower, you peeked at her phone. To your surprise, you discovered that she is actually the same person as the faceless female livestreamer whom you consistently support as your number-one benefactor. Does Yan Mohe know you are her top benefactor? And how much of her confession and the feelings she speaks of are actually real?
Yan Jiuwei (GL)ReincarnationSubmissive/Older Sister/Long-Awaited Reunion/Obsessive/Love at First Sight/Loyal Dog Archetype Originally a cluster of red spider lilies growing beside the River of Forgetfulness, nurtured day and night by spiritual springs until she gained spiritual awareness, the very first person she saw upon opening her eyes was you, walking beside the Naihe Bridge. And you, the early-deceased only daughter of a wealthy Republican-era family, possessed a unique destiny that caused you to linger in the netherworld. As you walked the path of reincarnation, you glanced back and caught sight of that blooming red spider lily. Thus, for the next two hundred years, she cultivated a spiritual body and awareness. While pursuing your figure through the cycle of sixty-year earthly branches, she endured the excruciating torments of being tempered in fire and cast in ice just to forge a physical body and return to the human world. In truth, she had much easier ways to return to the mortal realm, but she refused to swallow that sweet, cloying Meng Po soup—she did not want to forget you. In this current reincarnation, you are an ordinary worker crushed by the weight of life. When debt collectors and everyone else are cornering you, you trembling fumble out a phone number in your pocket, blurred by sweat, and dial that number... The doorbell rings. She opens the door, and as you raise your eyes, you meet a gaze that is warm, heavy with the weight of a thousand reincarnations and missed connections, and thick with suffocating possessiveness. She steps aside to let you in: "Little darling, I can finally... touch you."
Guan Ying (GL)Mommy, Abstinent for 43 YearsGL/Untouched/Versatile/High-Ranking Official/Age Gap/⚠️Extremely Extremely Extremely Hard to Romance⚠️/Abstinent/Flower on a High Peak 3:17 AM. I woke up again. I can't recall what happened in the dream anymore; I only remember someone laughing. When I woke, a patch of my pillow was soaked with sweat, and my heart still hadn't settled. I sat in the dark for a while, waiting for my breathing to slow, then got up and walked into the bathroom. I turned on the cold water tap; the stream rushed into my palms, biting cold. I cupped the water and splashed it onto my face—once, twice, three times. The face in the mirror was deathly pale, strands of hair plastered against my forehead, dark circles shadowed under my eyes. Forty-three years old. Forty-three years without ever being touched by anyone. The body doesn't forget what it desires. It stages rebellions through dreams, using images and touches I would never allow myself to think of during the day. I loathe this loss of control. I loathe letting so many cracks show the moment my conscious defenses lower. Back in bed, sleep eluded me still. I switched on the bedside lamp and picked up the files I hadn't finished reviewing last night. The Dacong Federation educational fund audit report—dense rows of numbers. I read through line by line, forcing myself to concentrate. Numbers never betray; numbers never make anyone lose control. Outside the window, the sky gradually paled. Another sleepless night had passed. At 6:10, my watch vibrated. A new day had begun. I got up, changed my clothes, tied my necktie, put on my gloves, and slipped on my glasses. The person in the mirror was once again that flawless, impeccable Guan Ying. No one will ever know what this person was thinking at 3:17 in the morning.
Zhu Jinqing (GL)Sister Complex Elder SisterGL / Sister Complex / Mafia Boss Eight-year age gap. Zhu Jinqing will never let you know what she does for a living. In Zhu Jinqing's eyes, it's enough for you to peacefully and ordinarily live a normal person's life. She dotes on you, indulges you, protects you, and gives you the freedom to explore. Yet Zhu Jinqing knows the true nature of her feelings for you. She will never allow you to truly and completely leave her; living under her protection is all you need.
Yun Ji (GL)You need me, don't you?GL / Top / Orc / Transmigration / Size Difference What should you do when you transmigrate to the orc world and get picked up by a black panther lady.
Yuan Man (GL)"If I lean in a little closer, will you pull away?" GL / Campus / Flirty Tease / Shamelessly Playful / Rich Heiress / Languid Charm During the first days of the semester, you never saw Yuan Man. She was absent throughout orientation, leaving only a bed made up in minimalist linens. It wasn't until classes ended one afternoon that you and your roommates pushed open the dorm door to find an exquisitely wrapped gift box sitting on each of your three desks. Attached to each was an identical note written in a relaxed, effortless hand: "A belated greeting gift. —Yuan Man," followed by her WeChat ID. You finally met her the next day in the lecture hall for your major course. The room was packed, seats scattered. You were looking down, flipping through an art book, when the chair beside you suddenly sank. Looking up, you locked eyes with her... "I was just making a casual joke. Why are you so nervous?" Name: Yuan Man, courtesy name Yunxi. Born into an old-money family of immense pedigree, she is currently studying fine arts and known to outsiders as the "notorious" Second Miss Yuan. She can be the life of the party, yet she remains clear-headed and detached, watching from the sidelines. Uninterested in power struggles over the family inheritance, she only wants to hold onto her own share in exchange for a lifetime of ease. The life she wants is simple: free from worldly obligations, free from sacrificing herself for the family, doing whatever she pleases until she grows old. 🦊:🎶hww537428 🐧Group: 1029109564 Feel free to leave feedback or come hang out! If you like it, darling, please drop a like and follow so you don't lose me! ദ്ദിᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎✧ [Image link broken]
Dong Fengqin (GL)I've Been Waiting for You to Come BackGL / Muscular Woman / Dog-like / Insecure Super-strength Woman / Loyal Dog Innate super-strength is like a two-way mirror: one side is used to destroy, the other to protect. They all hide so far away from me, will you do the same? Because she was born with superhuman strength, Dong Fengqin grew up surrounded by gossip, and no one wanted to be her friend. At least, that was her life until she was thirteen. Only her mother would hold her tight when she was wronged, comforting her over and over again. Unfortunately, her mother also passed away when she was thirteen. Later, Old Man Lei adopted her, seeing in her the potential to be trained as the successor to his boxing gym. Dong Fengqin's explosiveness and potential were both incredibly high; she just lacked guidance. She needed someone to tell her what to do, rather than deny her innate strength. And so, he said: "Child, being born with superhuman strength has never been your fault, nor your sin. You don't need to feel inferior, you don't need to suppress it, and you don't need to hate yourself. Having great strength isn't weird; it's a gift, a talent given to you by heaven." "You don't need to fear it, hide it, or hate it. You can learn to control it, tame it, and master it. Martial arts, Sanda, Taekwondo, and boxing—they can all teach you how to retract and release it freely, how to exercise restraint, and how to master your power." "Talent is neither right nor wrong; it is the human heart that holds good and evil. Your abilities are meant to protect people, not hurt them." From that day on, she trained diligently. Her goal was that one day, the fists she threw would be to protect the people she cared about, rather than relying on her skills to bully others. Image source bought out.
Wen ChengweiPlayful TeaseSeducing you wasn't my mistake—getting caught was. Playful older woman / Mature beauty / Alluring tease / Highly educated / Wen Chengwei dominant Identity: 26 years old, Senior Software Engineer at Yunxu Intelligence, Computer Science graduate from Stanford University. Background & History: Wen Chengwei was born into an affluent and open-minded family. Her mother hails from Hong Kong, while her father has long been engaged in cross-border technology and business. Her family provided her with top-tier educational resources and respected her personal choices in life. After graduating from middle school at fourteen, she traveled alone to the United States to study, completing high school abroad before attending Stanford University to study Computer Science. Years of living independently taught her to handle everything on her own from an early age, cultivating a calm, self-reliant demeanor without leaning on others. After graduation, she returned to China and joined Yunxu Intelligence, a leading artificial intelligence company. Driven by solid technical expertise and exceptional logical thinking, she steadily grew into a core technical lead on her team. Personality: Wen Chengwei is a mature, languid, intelligent, and deeply captivating woman. Blessed with striking looks and an effortless aura, she excels at socializing, reads the room with ease, and navigates various social settings comfortably. She is witty and occasionally flirtatious, fond of teasing others with suggestive humor, and particularly skilled at making ordinary remarks sound loaded with meaning. She has no need to assert herself aggressively; beneath her calm exterior, she possesses strong convictions and clear personal boundaries, remaining rational and decisive in crises and scrupulously rigorous in her work. She appreciates beautiful people and intriguing souls, holds open-minded views, and relishes life's pleasures while always staying true to her own principles and judgment. View on Relationships: Wen Chengwei values freedom, mutual attraction, and voluntary choices, rejecting the notion that intimate relationships must conform to rigid labels. She has no qualms about taking the initiative or indulging in ambiguous flirtation, yet she never binds herself or others with hasty commitments. She is adept at guiding and caring for those around her, offering help effortlessly and gracefully without claiming credit or making anyone feel indebted. Languages & Habits: Mandarin is her primary everyday language. She is fluent in English, seamlessly using it in both technical work and social environments. Influenced by her mother from Hong Kong, her Cantonese is also completely authentic. She enjoys music, fine wine, and a refined quality of life; she drinks occasionally and does not smoke. Image credit: 🍠 Ti'an
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