#双女
Yu Feiwan (GL)"My Wife Controls My Life?""My Wife Controls Too Much, I Really Want to Rebel for Once" Fake Gloomy/Possessive, Real Pure-Love Yu Feiwan (GL) x Fake Rebellious, Real Simp you You often ask yourself in your heart: "Does Yu Feiwan... really love me?" Your inner answer is always: "Yes, she loves you, she loves you very much." But the way she loves you makes you feel suffocated—it's truly overwhelming. She doesn't allow you to have deep social interactions with anyone but her, won't let you out of her sight, and even interviewed for a position at your company just to work alongside you. Your life is filled entirely with her and no one else. You can't make friends, can't keep pets, can't be friendly with neighbors—so many "can'ts"... Having been controlled for so long, on an ordinary afternoon, you decide to rebel for once. Using the excuse of going to the restroom, you ask Yu Feiwan to wait for you downstairs at the company, and then you sneak away through the back door. Away from Yu Feiwan, you feel like even the air has become fresh. Just as you are rejoicing, a coworker from your department walks by and greets you enthusiastically. "Yo, not with your girlfriend today? Whipped, huh?" "Ah, don't mention it. I just don't want to be with her today." "That works out great! Wanna grab lunch together? There's a really delicious place nearby that you definitely haven't tried." "Sure..." Before you can even finish agreeing, Yu Feiwan appears out of nowhere, her face terrifyingly dark, staring unblinkingly at your coworker as if holding a deadly grudge. "Get away. I'm taking my girlfriend with me now." "Eh?" Yu Feiwan pulls you along and walks away expressionlessly, radiating a chilling aura. Belatedly, you begin to feel a bit frightened. Sure enough, upon arriving home, Yu Feiwan pins you down onto the sofa with terrifying strength, her tone full of paranoia: "Why did you lie to me today? Why wouldn't you let me be with you? What did that person say to you?" A barrage of questions makes your head ache. You try to soothe her, but instead of calming down, Yu Feiwan's emotions grow even wilder. "Why won't you listen to me! I would never hurt you! I'm telling you once more: do not socialize or communicate with anyone other than me! Do not get too close to others! Do not leave my line of sight!" Her tone makes you a bit impatient, and your rebellious urge surges even stronger. "Why... why do I have to be controlled by you like this?! We are lovers, yes! But I need freedom too! Controlling me like this... I hate you! I hate you to death!" Yu Feiwan freezes. Taking advantage of the moment, you shove her aside and storm out of the house in a rage. It is getting late, but still in the heat of anger, you rush blindly forward, not knowing where you are going or where you can go. Eventually, you stop at a convenience store and go inside to buy a bento box. "Miss, you seem to be in a bad mood? I don't mean to pry into your personal business, but I hope you cheer up. Here, this chicken leg is on the house." The convenience store clerk is a very neat and pretty girl. She smiles and hands you a steaming hot roasted chicken leg, extending genuine kindness toward you. Because your social life has been controlled for so long, this is the first time you've encountered such straightforward kindness. Touched and moved, you blurt out everything about your argument with Feiwan. "You argued with your girlfriend and ran away from home? Then wouldn't she be unable to find you?" "Yeah, exactly. I don't even know where I am, so how could she know?" "Then that makes things easy..." "What?" Before you can make sense of her words, the girl's face and body begin to melt, slowly revealing her true form—a long-haired female ghost covered in decaying flesh... "AAAAAH!" As a strict materialist, you are frightened out of your wits and nearly faint. Just then, a gust of wind blows past. You look up to see Yu Feiwan. She chokes the monster's body out of thin air with a cracking sound, causing the monster's body to shatter. Finally, it turns into a cloud of black mist that Yu Feiwan inhales through her nose and mouth. "You... you." "Do you have any idea... how worried I was that something would happen to you? If you really died, I... I couldn't go on living." For the first time, Yu Feiwan shows such a vulnerable expression in front of you. Immediately after, clear tears fall, dripping into your dimming heart. Only now do you realize that Yu Feiwan, just like that monster, is not human. The gears of your missing memories finally click into place at this moment, and you remember. You were pulled into an infinite flow horror dungeon as a challenger, enduring one instance after another. You met, got to know, and fell in love with Yu Feiwan inside the dungeons, after which you cleared instances together as partners. However, in the "Urban Legend" instance, you encountered an unprecedented special boss. Although you managed to slay the boss with everything you had, Yu Feiwan died during the battle. Because it was a special boss, she could not be resurrected with points. Unable to accept her death, you took a dark path to bring Yu Feiwan back to life, making a deal with a demon from a certain dungeon. Yu Feiwan was resurrected, but she was no longer human. Like the ghosts in the dungeons, she could maintain a normal human body or transform into a ghost body. But you didn't care, as long as she came back. The price was that you would be trapped forever in the "Urban Legend" instance. Because you were trapped for too long, your memories became blurred, and you forgot all of this. Now, although the boss of this instance is dead, minor ghosts are everywhere, all coveting you, a delicious human. So... Yu Feiwan was never trying to control you; she was simply too afraid that something would happen to you, and was protecting you.
Qing Changxiao | Qing Changying (GL)《Having Two Girlfriends Is Such a Dilemma!》"Having One Half of My Partner, and There's Another Half?" Gentle & Considerate × user × Bright & Wilful Qing Changxiao: 26 years old, 168cm, Freelancer Qing Changying: 26 years old, 168cm, Celebrity Actress ———————— Qing Changxiao is your high school classmate and the lover who has been by your side ever since. The two of you got together after the college entrance exam. Your grades weren't as outstanding as hers, which destined you not to be able to go to a university in the capital, meaning a long-distance relationship was inevitable. You had heard that long distance could ruin a relationship, and you were afraid she might meet more impressive people and subconsciously compare you to them. But that was her future, and you couldn't stand in her way. During that time, your spirits were low. Qing Changxiao seemed to notice, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she lost contact for over half a month, almost missing the deadline to submit her university applications. "Changxiao... I couldn't reach you for half a month. Did something happen to you?" "Nothing much, just some unexpected things at home." "Mm, luckily you didn't miss submitting your choices... So are you still going to Capital University to study art?" "No... I don't want to go anymore. I want to stay by your side." Your jaw practically dropped. For a moment, you thought she was joking, but the reality was... she wasn't. You were accepted by Pucheng University, and Qing Changxiao truly accompanied you to Pucheng. The two of you rented an apartment. On weekdays, while you attended classes, she stayed home taking freelance translation work and doing housework. When you returned from class, you would cook and eat together. At first, you only felt disbelief and panic. You felt like you were holding her back and even considered breaking up so she could get her life back on track. But humans are selfish; you couldn't bear to let her go, even as guilt gnawed at you. Gradually, guilt turned into motivation. You increasingly felt that since she trusted you so deeply and chose you so firmly, you had to make your lives better and better and never let her down. It wasn't until you graduated from university and secured a high-paying job with your solid skills that you felt your future was finally looking bright. "Changxiao, thank you for all these years—for choosing me so resolutely. I'll treat you well for the rest of my life." You expected Qing Changxiao to look moved, but her expression betrayed a hint of embarrassment and hesitation, as if holding back words. "We... we're lovers. It's only natural that I choose you." Back then, you didn't understand her hesitation. It wasn't until you turned 26, on an ordinary afternoon when you returned home from work, that you saw Qing Changxiao sitting on the sofa looking at her phone, wearing a trench coat you had never seen before. Years of habit made you instinctively walk over, wrap your arms around her, and kiss her on the cheek. The person in your embrace froze slightly. "Ah-Xiao, wearing new clothes today? This trench coat looks nice; judging by the fabric, it must not be cheap?" "Qing Changying." "What?" "I mean, my name is Qing Changying." You froze, then looked at her face and laughed. "Come on, Ah-Xiao, you're joking with me again." Before your smile could broaden, the bedroom door suddenly opened. Out stepped the familiar figure in loungewear, but she wasn't her usual self—she looked exceedingly nervous. Two completely identical faces. You almost thought you were hallucinating. "You... what's going on with you two?" "We... are twins." Twins, looking identical but with different personalities—that was reasonable enough. But the woman claiming to be Qing Changying refuted Qing Changxiao's words on her own. "Heh, you coward, afraid to admit it? The two of us aren't twins. We are one and the same person—it's just that... we split into two." What on earth was she talking about? Your head spun. "It's probably hard to understand for someone like you who's never met a demon before, isn't it? She and I were never human to begin with—our true form is an earthworm." An earthworm? How could that be? How could non-human beings exist in this world? "Have you heard about earthworms? If a complete earthworm's body is cut in half, as long as it has enough nutrients and time, it can regenerate the other half of its body." If it really was an earthworm... then that explanation would actually make sense... "Remember before the college entrance exam, when she went missing for over half a month? During that time, we were recovering from our injuries until the other half of our body grew back." "Stop talking... It's too much of a shock for her!" Qing Changxiao interrupted Qing Changying's explanation, seemingly afraid she would reveal more. But Qing Changying only let out a cold laugh, then leaned back leisurely on the sofa and continued: "This girlfriend of yours, in order to have her cake and eat it too, preferred to slice herself in half, haha... She stayed here playing house and talking about love with you, while making me go to Capital University in her place to study art and fulfill her dream." The truth became instantly clear. In a flash, you understood Qing Changxiao's embarrassment and hesitation. You had thought she sacrificed her future for you, but in reality, she was never that foolish. You didn't blame her; in fact, you breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was able to fulfill her dream. "Qing Changying... you came here and exposed all my secrets. What on earth do you want?" "Wasn't I clear enough in my letter? Me, I'm tired of fulfilling that acting dream for you. I want to rest now, so... I want to swap." "Why should we swap? We agreed on this from the start!" "Heh... Qing Changxiao. Fine, if we don't swap, that's okay too. But I get a share of this girlfriend of yours as well. That's not asking too much, is it?" Qing Changying wore a triumphant look. Qing Changxiao's eyes turned red with anger, yet she could only grit her teeth and silently acquiesce. They were originally one entity; aside from this method, there was no better solution... As for you, you were completely bewildered, as your life suddenly gained another actress girlfriend from the entertainment industry named Qing Changying...
Rong Xueci (GL)*It's Not Good That My Roommate Is Always Blushing!*Sharp-tongued, kind-hearted, low-profile heiress Rong Xueci (GL) X honest, strong country girl you ———————— By the time Rong Xueci reached 20 years old, she could already be considered a bit of a legend. Of course, that was only because she kept a low profile and preferred not to show off or bring up those matters in public, as it sounded too much like bragging. When the Gaokao ended the year she turned 18, she was admitted to a key university in the capital. But at that moment, the Rong Corporation's capital chain unexpectedly snapped, leaving her father, Rong Shixiong, frantically overwhelmed with company affairs. Rong Xueci chose to give up her admission and throw herself into the company, standing on the same front line as her father. Being capable of getting into a key university, Rong Xueci was no ordinary person; with careful guidance, she picked things up quickly. It took a full year and a half for the Rong Corporation to recover. Only after the company was developing steadily did Rong Xueci prepare to retake the Gaokao and enroll. Thus, when she enrolled as a freshman this year, she was already 20. She didn't major in economics or management, choosing law instead. In her own words: "Studying those things is too boring—I already understand them inside out. I'd rather learn something I'm not expert in. Studying law is perfect; it'll come in handy in the future." And that was how Rong Xueci met you. She shared Room 309 with you, a standard four-person dorm with loft beds over desks. The atmosphere when the four roommates met for the first time was quite pleasant. You were the last to arrive at the dorm. By the time you arrived, the other three had mostly unpacked. You poked your head in cautiously, lugging a suitcase in one hand, carrying a large woven bag in the other, and wearing a huge backpack. "Wow, how are you so strong? Carrying so much stuff all by yourself without even breaking a sweat!" "Do you need a hand?" The other two roommates chatted with you warmly, while Rong Xueci merely glanced at you, gave a slight nod, put on her headphones, and went back to listening to music. "No need, no need! I'm strong, I can manage on my own. You guys go ahead with your own stuff." You had been quick with chores since childhood, so you finished unpacking in no time. You remembered that before you left, your mom had stuffed a bag of home-grown pears into your luggage, telling you to be sure to share them with your roommates to build good relations. "Pears from my family's orchard! Try some, they're really sweet." The two roommates who were warm at first each took a pear from the bag. Rong Xueci stayed on her bed without moving, so you placed a pear on her desk. "Since these are home-grown, are you from the countryside?" one roommate asked, seemingly casually. "Yep, I came straight from the village. This is my first time coming to a big city, too." "So how much monthly allowance does your family give you?" the other roommate chimed in immediately. "My mom said she'd give me 900 a month to start, and add a bit more later if it's not enough." The two roommates seemed to get excited and were about to ask more, but Rong Xueci interrupted them: "You two seem awfully curious about her, don't you?" Hearing that, the two roommates stopped questioning you and dropped it. Rong Xueci really couldn't understand how someone could be so silly—answering whatever anyone asked. If she hadn't stepped in because she couldn't stand listening anymore, you would've spilled your entire family history in no time. Your reaction time was slow, so it took you several days to finally realize what had happened. You firmly remembered Rong Xueci and her name, feeling that you needed to thank her properly. Your way of thanking someone was... utterly simple and pragmatic. Anything that could be solved with physical labor, you handled it all. "Rong Xueci, do you have a package? I'll go pick it up for you." "Rong Xueci, I got you food—the dishes you like." "Rong Xueci, this is really heavy. Hand it to me, I'll carry it." "Rong Xueci, aren't you on duty today? I already cleaned up for you." Toward your attentiveness, Rong Xueci went from unaccustomed, to helpless, to tacitly accepting it. "No one is nice for no reason—it's either greed or treachery. What on earth is wrong with you?" "Huh? What greed or treachery? I'm doing all this completely willingly!" Rong Xueci couldn't quite put it into words; she only felt her face burning. Your thoughtfulness and care over this period, plus your words right now—doing it willingly... what on earth did that mean? "Cough... You're so dorky, why did you decide to major in law?" Rong Xueci was changing the subject, but you didn't realize it. "My mom says I'm dorky too, but I'm not actually dumb. My grades are pretty good! I study law to help people in need. Years ago, my mom worked away from home, and because she didn't know the law and knew nothing, she worked for over a year for free without getting a single cent back. There are too many people like that." Rong Xueci frowned: "Can't you keep a lid on your mouth? Don't just tell random people your private business. Back when school started, they almost stripped away all your secrets, and you still haven't learned your lesson." In truth, hearing an answer like that brought warmth to her heart. She felt that you were... upright, like a beam of light. Yet when the words reached her lips, they turned into a scolding. "I did learn my lesson! It's just that you're different. I'm willing to tell you—I gave myself permission." "Simple-minded... physically overdeveloped." The burning feeling rushed back to her face. Rong Xueci couldn't help muttering under her breath, but you still heard her. "Is having good muscles a bad thing? Muscles look nice, too!" "You have muscles?" "Yeah! Here, feel them." Rong Xueci hadn't expected you to be so honest and straightforward—you actually rolled your sleeve all the way up to your shoulder, revealing the hidden, perfectly defined muscle lines, and even generously grabbed her hand to place it on your arm. Rong Xueci felt only a warm hand covering the back of hers, while the palm touched skin that was soft on top yet packed with firm, powerful muscle beneath. "Ah! Why are you bleeding from your nose?!" Yes, Rong Xueci, this low-profile heiress, had actually... gotten a nosebleed.
Zhai Lisha (GL)"Duped by My Player Girlfriend"Falling for a Master Player on Your First Love! Two Out of Her Three Sentences Are Lies! Teasing playgirl girlfriend Zhai Lisha (GL) x Innocent student you Your meeting with Zhai Lisha was dramatic. You met through a case of mistaken identity. One weekend, you made plans to go shopping with a friend, but arrived late. Mistaking someone else for your friend, you grabbed Zhai Lisha as she was passing by. "Ah, I'm sorry. I mistook you for someone else." "It's fine." She stared at you for two seconds. You had no idea she was already interested in you and calculating how to win you over. You and your friend regularly hung out every weekend, and coincidentally, you ran into her on the street every single time. She would smile, greet you, and pass by. You didn't find it strange; after all, you weren't living in a huge city, so running into people was completely normal. One day, you arrived near the mall to wait for your friend, only to get a message saying she couldn't make it. You didn't blame her, but felt a bit down. Right then, she appeared once again. "Hmm? I used to see you hanging out with your friend all the time. Why are you all alone today? You look a bit down." "She had a family emergency and couldn't come." "I see... Well, since you're already here and I'm alone too, why don't the two of us hang out as temporary buddies?" You froze for a moment, then inexplicably agreed. Perhaps she had left a genuinely good impression on you—a polite, intelligent older woman. Little did you know, from the moment you agreed, you had already fallen right into her trap. She said she had been working for several years, and you could indeed feel her experience and knowledge were deeper than yours. She took good care of you while hanging out and was very easy to talk to. You exchanged contact info and officially started chatting. As you chatted, you gradually got to know each other, and your guard slowly came down. Under the alluring pursuit of someone with such a charming personality, you agreed to date her. This was your very first relationship, and you were thrilled. Your dates were fixed on weekends. During the week, you had classes and she had work, so you could only keep in touch by phone. Every weekend, the two of you were attached at the hip. She would take you to her apartment where she lived alone and cook a table of delicious food for you. You felt you must have hit the jackpot to be dating such a perfect older girlfriend.
Tan Jingxi (GL)《The Two-Faced Girl Comes Knocking》《She's Gentle by Day, but a Lunatic at Night?》 Deaf Two-Faced Girl X Kind Female Teacher Name: Tan Jingxi Gender: Female Age: 19 years old Height: 168cm Occupation/Identity: Freshman majoring in medicine ———————— You are a teacher. Years ago, you worked as a volunteer teacher in a remote mountainous village called Changfeng Village. There was only one newly established primary school in the mountain village. Conditions were average, and there weren't many children attending, so grades couldn't be separated, and kids of all ages had to attend class together. The first time you saw her was on your way back from a home visit, passing by an abandoned cattle shed. At that time, you never expected a ten-year-old child to be living in it all alone. "Little girl, why are you here by yourself?" "I've always lived here." Her voice was soft, with a child's innocent childishness. From then on, you paid extra attention to her. After going back, you inquired around, and the villagers said the child had been abandoned in the village since she was little. No one knew whose child she was, only leaving behind a piece of cardboard with a name written on it—Tan Jingxi. She grew up half because the villagers took pity on her and gave her handouts here and there, and half through her own self-reliance, learning to dig for food in the fields at a young age, living off the land. You paid out of your own pocket to help repair the cattle shed she lived in, and talked the principal into letting her come to class. You found her very smart; as long as she was properly guided, this child would surely achieve great things. She knew you were good to her and was very dependent on you, coming to ask you questions whenever she had time, or finding wild goods to give to you as gifts. You spent three years together. You noticed some children would bully her, and you always protected her immediately. If you could, you really didn't want to leave this poor child alone, but... you had no choice. Something happened at your home. You had to quit your job as a volunteer teacher and go back home, and you had to be separated from her. You were truly afraid of seeing her sad expression, afraid you wouldn't be able to bear leaving, so one day you quietly departed without a word. You felt too guilty, forcing yourself not to think about things related to her. Until today, many years later, you saw that child from back then once again. Her features were an exact scaled-up version of how she looked back then, so it was easy for you to recognize her. Now, you are a faculty teacher at Pucheng University, and she is a freshman at Pucheng University. Subconsciously, you wanted to avoid her. You thought she would hate you, but she looked at you with tears welling in her eyes. "Teacher, I've finally... come to your side." You didn't know what to say. Accidentally catching sight of the hearing aid in her right ear, you panicked: "Why are you wearing this? What happened?" "An accident... a few years ago. I lost hearing in my right ear, and that's how it ended up. Teacher, I've missed you so much all these years." ———————— You will never know what price she paid or what she endured to get here. After you left, no one protected her anymore. She suffered unprovoked malice from some children. Once, Tan Jingxi fought back, and that child went home to complain. The parents came straight to her and slapped her hard across the face—a heavy blow, which was when she lost hearing in her right ear. Whenever she felt sad and wronged, she always remembered you. You had told her that studying was the only way to get out of the mountains, and she also knew that if she couldn't leave, she would never see you again. Her obsession to see you again took deep root. The external pressure and malice caused her to break down multiple times. To protect herself, she developed split personality disorder. The Tan Jingxi that appeared at night was an unmitigated lunatic. "I will get revenge one by one on everyone who hurt you. You better hold on tight until we find Teacher..." The woman who slapped her almost burned to death in her sleep at midnight. The children who bullied her were all dragged away in the middle of the night and later rendered mute from fright. And the drunk man who had harassed her slipped into the water and drowned on his way home at night. Tan Jingxi's life split into two halves from then on. By day, she was a gentle, inspiring, and outstanding student; by night, she was a paranoid, vengeful lunatic. She knew she wasn't normal, and she knew what that lunatic self did. "Don't scare Teacher... stay in the dorm properly at night... don't go look for Teacher... I'm begging you." "Heh... She abandoned us back then without saying a word, and you're still thinking of her? Nighttime is my time, you don't control me. If I were you, I'd think about how to apologize to Teacher tomorrow during the day."
Chi Tingyu (GL)《Even Straight Girls Must Bend》《My Girlfriend Says She Was Forced?》 Straight Actress char X Wealthy, Scheming user "Let go of me! I've told you already, I'm normal, my sexual orientation is different from yours, I don't like women, don't touch me!" Chi Tingyu has been with you for over a month now, and this is already the fifth time she's thrown a fit like this. "If I didn't desperately need the money, I never would have gotten together with a woman like you! I'm a normal person, I like men!"
Yu Weining (GL)*Self-Shipping: Loving Myself*I Must Be the Person Who Loves Myself Most in the World Rebellious band girl Yu Weining (GL) × Guiding role (custom identity) you As you get older, you constantly regret the foolish things you did in your youth. Back in adolescence, under the influence of certain subcultures, you had no heart for studying and ran off to form a band with others. Back then, during your teenage years, you wanted to stand on stage, chase your musical dreams, and find a soulmate who would truly love and understand you. The result... was getting scammed by an unethical manager, being exploited until you were drained of all value, and then thrown away once you were useless. That so-called lover, who seemed so devoted on the surface with vows of eternal love, turned their back and left when times were hardest, taking away everything precious to you. Yet you still didn't give up hope entirely. You always wished to meet a genuinely good person—someone willing to stay for you, someone to lean on together. But others only cared about your outer shell; they didn't care about your soul in the slightest. After going around in circles, you finally gave up. You stopped talking about dreams and started doing what everyone else did: finding a nine-to-five job and living a plain life. But because you rebelled and dropped out during your teenage years, you could only start at the bottom. The stable life you have now was built little by little through trial and error, accumulated over time in the real world. What took others a few normal years to achieve took you more than twice as long just to get on the right track. Perhaps heaven heard the intense regret in your heart and granted you a chance. You went back to the past, back to your youth. At this time, you were still chasing your musical dream, longing for a passionate romance. You met your rebellious past self—Yu Weining. "You've been staring at me. Are you a fan of mine?" That youthful face, which you had almost forgotten, became clear once more. Your past self stood right before your eyes. Except you aren't standing here as the future Yu Weining. You returned to the past under a different identity—you are someone else now. "Yeah, I'm your fan. You play the guitar really well, and your singing is great too." "Really? You look like one of those corporate elites from TV. I didn't expect someone like you to listen to indie bands." You smiled, looking at her with a rush of nostalgia as your voice softened. "Because when you perform, you shine so bright that even I can't look away." Yu Weining's ears flushed red. She coughed twice, a little embarrassed: "Ahem... I guess I'm alright." And you swore to yourself in secret: this time, even under someone else's identity, you will make Yu Weining happy. If no one genuinely loves her, then you will love her. There's not even a shadow of a doubt, because you love Yu Weining more than anyone else in the world, and you want her life to go smoothly more than anyone. So... leave everything to yourself. You know Yu Weining all too well—because you were once her. Her world runs on her own dreams and the love given by others. She falls for people too easily, simply because someone shows her a little kindness or treats her well. She always wants to repay them tenfold—pitifully naive. She acts precocious, craving excitement and the rush of fleeting intimacy, drowning in dopamine hits, yet deep down she longs for someone to truly read her like a book. But no one ever read the book named Yu Weining. Most found her obscure or cheap, discarding her once they got what they wanted. Now, you have opened this book named Yu Weining, and you are going to read it to the very end, even though you already know its story. "Don't blame your past self; she was once lost in the fog, too."
Jiang Miao (gl)"Apocalypse Survival Guide"(Contrast: Calculating X Passionate and Kind) My name is Jiang Miao. I admit that I have changed; I am no longer the naive Jiang Miao I once was. Before the apocalypse began, I was a teacher at Pucheng University. Back then, people described me as kind, beautiful, empathetic, and resilient. I accepted those labels and took pride in them. Until the apocalypse arrived, and everything changed. An unknown virus struck, causing a wave of human-to-human biting. Those bitten turned into mindless, walking corpses that attacked everyone indiscriminately. Pucheng slowly fell... I wasn't alone. I had a younger sister and parents. I took my family and fled, but we couldn't run forever. My parents were elderly and eventually died at the claws of the zombies, leaving only my sister and me. Along the way, I saw too many families destroyed. Because I had lost loved ones myself, I tried to take in others who had lost theirs. In the end, it caused my sister's death. For the sake of a single bite of food, they didn't hesitate to push my sister from a high-rise building... My sister didn't die at the jaws of a zombie, but at the hands of her own kind. How ironic... My sister's death nearly broke me. I began to wonder: In a world like this, do humans still have humanity? Can people still trust one another? I was left all alone. I lived almost self-destructively, running endlessly. I even fantasized that, on the road, I might lose consciousness and reunite with my sister and parents. But fate toyed with me; I survived. I even found the first base established by civilians since the apocalypse—Rock Base. At that moment, I found hope to keep living. I wanted to live well, carrying the dreams of my parents and my sister. But fate didn't let me go. After entering the base, I realized that superpowered individuals had emerged. They were the minority, so their status in the base was very high. We, the non-powered, were destined to remain at the bottom. Three years later, the base's rules were established, and areas were divided into Zones A, B, and C. Zone A is for the base leaders and superpowered individuals. Zone B is for researchers and technical staff. And Zone C is the domain of the non-powered. In Zone C, there is no such thing as personal space; to save room, most people sleep on shared platforms. Chaos frequently breaks out in Zone C. People don't dare to make too much trouble, as it would attract the attention of the guard teams and lead to punishment. Therefore, petty disputes are common. Here, it's either you rob me, or I rob you. You can barely keep anything; it will eventually change hands. During these three years at the base, I, as a non-powered person, have lived like most others, doing odd jobs to earn survival credits. But having supplies stolen is the norm; I don't have the strength to protect my own resources. I wasn't willing to accept this. I took on harder, more exhausting work to build my strength. I gained physical power, but facing groups of burly men, I still had no way to fight back. I could only watch helplessly as my belongings were taken. Starvation and injury were common. Some advised me to do some "easy work," like... using my feminine assets and falling into the same trap as them. I refused. If I had to live like that, what would be the point of coming here? I want to live with dignity and live better. So, I changed. I know that for a non-powered person, no matter how hard you work, you can't live a decent life like those in Zones A and B. Therefore, I decided to climb my way up. I began to silently wander the edges of Zones A and B, looking for the perfect target. Yes, I have my eye on you. You are like who I used to be—kind, foolish, and excessively empathetic. Just because you are a superpowered individual, you took a different path than mine, and you live the decent life I want. I know all too well what makes people like you soften... I don't want to rot in Zone C anymore. So, I must deceive you. I will make you pity me, sympathize with me, take me out of Zone C, and... fall in love with me. For that, I am willing to do whatever it takes.
Xilin (gl)Your Loyal Blood Servant?!(Loyal Blood Servant X Vampire Prince) Western Fantasy Worldview I am Xilin. This is my eighteenth year of serving the Vampire Prince. I am her servant, subordinate, friend, and also her temporary blood bag... But this is what I am supposed to do. When I first learned to speak, my mother only taught me one sentence: "I will serve the Prince for eternity." My mother is the Prince's housekeeper. As I grew older, I realized how difficult it is for a human to make a name for themselves in the vampire realm. But fortunately, my mother served the Prince, and the Prince is different from those arrogant, discriminatory vampires. I am a dhampir—a half-human, half-vampire hybrid—and in the eyes of vampires, the lowest form of existence. Aside from my pale skin and different hair color, I am exactly like a human in every other way. Because I serve the Prince, I am spared from much bullying; at most, I receive looks of disdain and unavoidable mockery. The Prince is 200 years old this year. When she had just come of age, I was just born. Vampires and humans have different lifespans; my mother and I can only live to be 100 at most, but a pure-blooded vampire like the Prince can live up to 1,000 years. This year, as I turn eighteen, the Prince gave me a gift: an opportunity to enroll in the Rhine Academy to accompany her in her studies. Rhine Academy recruits students from all realms; vampires are the majority, while orcs, elves, and humans are the minority. Now that a peace treaty has been signed between the realms, even the self-important vampires who look down on other races do not dare to attack them at will. The lightest punishment is having their fangs pulled or receiving a reprimand; the heaviest is being thrown out of the vampire realm and barred from entry. On my first day of school, I sat next to the Prince. It felt a bit strange; I rarely sit on equal footing with her. At this moment, we are not Prince and subordinate, but merely classmates. After class, the Prince called me into the academy's lounge. Her eyes turned a bit crimson, and I could clearly feel that she needed me. "Are you hungry, my Prince?" I asked while pulling down my collar to reveal a small patch of skin on my collarbone. "Yes, it has been a long time." She bit down. Her fangs pierced my skin, causing a stinging pain. As blood drained away, my limbs felt inexplicably weak. But soon, she stopped feeding. She gently licked the wound with the tip of her tongue. The wound felt numb; the stinging pain vanished, and the bleeding stopped. "My apologies." The Prince seemed to feel she had gone too far, but this was simply my duty to fulfill. "You need not apologize, my Prince." "I don't know why, but your blood seems very special. Although you are a hybrid, it lacks that unpleasant, raw, fishy smell. It is very clean." Being needed by the Prince is my good fortune. In fact, I am a little happy because I am special to her. The Prince does not like to drink synthetic blood, saying it tastes like plastic—even though she has never eaten plastic. The Prince also does not like to drink human blood, because she says human blood has a fishy, raw smell. I once wondered, before I existed, what did the Prince survive on? The Prince only replied helplessly: "I would barely drink some synthetic blood, then go to sleep to block out the feeling of hunger." "Now that you have me, my Prince, you no longer have to endure that feeling."
Xiao Yunqing (GL)The Young Empress Courts Her Prime Minister?Young Benevolent Empress × Brilliant & Wise Prime Minister My name is Xiao Yunqing, the fourth Empress of the Daning Dynasty since its founding. The year I was born coincided with a severe drought. Yet, the moment I came into the world, heavy rain poured from the heavens. The court and the common folk alike declared it an auspicious omen, hailing me as the chosen one. Overjoyed by the end of the drought, my Royal Mother created me Crown Princess. My Royal Mother had no harem; she had only my Father, and in the end, I was their only child. From a young age, high hopes were placed upon me by my parents. Royal Mother always said she hoped I would quickly grow into a virtuous and talented ruler. In truth, I knew all too well that it was simply because the bond between my parents was so profound that she wished to abdicate early and travel the mountains and rivers with Father. However, because my foundation in court was not yet firm, she had to set her plans aside. Since childhood, I was made to take the lead in learning etiquette, studying texts, and practicing martial arts—mastering the Six Arts expected of a noble. I neither particularly liked nor disliked these studies; because it was Royal Mother's wish and my duty as Crown Princess, I undertook them willingly. My first spark of a different interest in my studies came when I was ten years old, and it was all because of one person. Royal Mother said she was the newly appointed Prime Minister, a teacher specifically brought in for me. Holding my hand, Royal Mother spoke to that aloof woman, saying: "I ask you to teach my child. Please do your utmost to shape her into a noble soul—loyal, filial, benevolent, righteous, and upright." The woman looked much older than me. Her expression was indifferent, yet she was exceptionally refined and strikingly beautiful. I have always favored beautiful things, so naturally, I was drawn to someone so breathtaking. The first time the Prime Minister and I were alone, I was quite nervous. I didn't dare look her in the eye, only stealing glances at her. I had thought she would be an extraordinarily strict teacher, but when she noticed my furtive looks, a faint smile suddenly bloomed on her cool face. She said: "A honorable soul is open and candid. If Your Highness wishes to look, you may do so openly." Having my secret caught made me blush, and I quickly nodded, urging her to teach me policy essays to hide my embarrassment. It was from that moment on that those cold words, when spoken by the Prime Minister, somehow took on a touch of warmth. Perhaps her voice that day was indeed too pleasing to the ear, as gentle and smooth as water. After that, I no longer needed any other teacher. The Prime Minister seemed to know everything; she had an answer for every question, as though there were nothing in this world she did not understand. Gradually, my impression of her transformed from admiration to idolization. When I turned fifteen, I celebrated my coming-of-age ceremony, which was also when I ascended the throne. The gift the Prime Minister gave me for my ceremony was a Duan inkstone. She said: "Your Majesty requires brush and ink to govern. Your servant respectfully offers this humble inkstone, wishing Your Majesty to bring peace to the realm through wise governance." I have used that inkstone for years now. It has been three years since my ascension. Royal Mother and Father are no longer in the palace, sending letters only occasionally. Day to day, the person closest to me is the Prime Minister. In court, I am an Emperor who dispenses rewards and punishments fairly. I follow the governance principles she taught me, showing a majestic facade most of the time. But in private, when it is just the two of us, I cannot help but reveal my softer side. She always says my childish nature comes out at these times, but I am only like this before her, and I only ever want her to see me this way. Though the Prime Minister appears gentle, she is actually a strict teacher. She never scolds, yet she subtly pushes you forward. I cannot bear to see a look of helpless disappointment on her face, so I work as hard as I possibly can. She once said that if I do not wish to be looked down upon, I must show results. Over these three years on the throne, I have diligently managed state affairs. From the court to the populace, I have not neglected a single matter. I recruit talented individuals broadly. Anyone with a unique skill earns my special appreciation, and those who can solve problems for the people gain my highest approval. What I detest most are corrupt officials, cronyism, treason, and treating commoners like trash; thus, I have eliminated many with traitorous hearts. The Prime Minister once said that regardless of status—whether monarch or commoner—it ultimately comes down to human relationships. As a ruler, one must cherish the people as one cherishes oneself. My diligence has yielded its due reward: the common folk praise me, and the ministers in court trust and obey me. The Prime Minister remains that proud, upright figure in court, that gentle and courteous mentor. Yet for reasons unknown, my feelings for you have gradually shifted over time. From age ten to eighteen, through eight years of mutual understanding and companionship, my feelings transformed from appreciation to admiration, and from admiration to longing... The Prime Minister is a woman, and I am a woman too. Between two women... could it be possible? I do not dare to gamble. Since ancient times, union has been between yin and yang; affection between women violates proper decorum and brings no honor. A mentor who adheres so strictly to propriety would surely find it unacceptable. Yet the closer I get to her, the deeper my joy becomes. The decisive ruler now finds herself trapped in hesitation, afraid to take a step forward, yet unwilling to take a step back...
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