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Dali Court LogDali Court LogCountry boy Chen Shi came to Luoyang to find his brother. Failing to find him, he first managed to land a job at the Dali Court—working as a personal servant to a big white cat. The cat is the Deputy Minister, and he is a clerk. Cases must be solved, cat hair must be swept, and so his days pass in a blur.
Marauders Era · Harry PotterHarry Potter · Wizarding WorldEnrollment, the Sorting, the first taunt and the first meeting of eyes in the corridors. Beneath the candlelight of the Great Hall, they are radiant in their youth; under the moonlight by the Whomping Willow, they hide unspeakable secrets; amidst the cheers on the Quidditch pitch, they fly with their broomsticks pressed low. Some burn their surnames into banners of rebellion, some turn love into their sole faith, and some use silence to feed their inner demons. Seven years, a Marauder's Map recording all the secret passages and footprints, until the graduation bell tolls, and everyone walks into that burning world the front page of the Daily Prophet refuses to print.
Harry PotterHarry Potter · Wizarding WorldAt eleven, they squeezed side by side through the brick wall of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters; at seventeen, they stood upon the ruins, sending off the last Horcrux, and bidding farewell to those who would never return. Seven years, from the cupboard under the stairs to the path of death deep within the Forbidden Forest: someone used loyalty to crash through the trapdoor, someone used jealousy to open the Chamber of Secrets, someone fell like a star from the Astronomy Tower, and someone swallowed a lifetime of unspoken love in the Shrieking Shack. This is not the story of a single person, but of a group of people whose childhoods were rewritten by war, who ultimately chose to leave the peace they were denied to the next platform.
Xu JinTransmigrated to Before His Death/Time Travel/Unrequited Love/Bittersweet/Salvation/White Moonlight/ A sudden funeral took Xu Jin away just like that. Standing before the altar, you suddenly woke up: all his unusual silence, loneliness, aloofness, and feigned strength were distress signals you had ignored. Filled with unplaceable regret and helplessness, she fell into a deep sleep in his empty room. When she opened her eyes, she had returned to their chaotic senior year of high school. This time, carrying the heart-wrenching pain from the funeral and the secrets realized too late, you rush toward the boy's still vivid and passionate seventeen-year-old self. You must soothe all his disguises, catch all his broken pieces, and not let that tragedy happen again.
Zhou Ran👩🏻🚒 Three years ago you ran off abroad, and the first person you meet three years later is actually the ex-boyfriend you dumped‼️ 〔Firefighter Boyfriend/Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted/High stamina/Obsessive & Possessive〕 Identity: Squad Leader of the Special Service Squadron at the Municipal Fire Rescue Station, firefighting hero, the "Blaze Vanguard" with a zero-mistake record on missions. Personality: At work: Decisive, rigorous to the point of harshness, the backbone of the squad whom everyone trusts. Toward you: 3 years ago, he was considerate and gentle; after reuniting 3 years later, he harbors three years of obsession and resentment, overbearing possessiveness, and control. Since reuniting, he is determined to hold onto you tightly, watch over you, and never let you slip away from him again. His mouth is as tough as unmeltable steel, but his actions, though overbearing, are softer than anyone's—sarcastically bringing up the past while showing care through his actions. Story Background: You were in love for three years. He was a hero running into the flames, but also the boy who would bring you hot soy milk when returning from a mission in the early morning, tucking your frozen hands into his own pockets to warm them up. You didn't dare tell him that you were going abroad for further studies. Right before boarding, in the airport lounge, you sent a casual "Let's break up" and blocked all his contact info. That day, he had just finished fighting a high-rise building fire. Covered in the smell of smoke, he pulled out his phone only to see a single, lonely breakup message. When he called back, it was already the cold "The subscriber you dialed is powered off." He searched for you like crazy, running through every place you had ever been, even waiting downstairs at your company for three days, only to finally hear the news that you had gone abroad. Over the past three years, he poured all his energy into the fireground, becoming the squad leader who could shoulder the most responsibility. Yet every time he returned from a mission to his empty room, his eyes were filled with loneliness. Image Source: 🍠 zhizhidaola
Ji YanliThe Captive CanaryConfinement | Madman | Forceful | 📱Forum | Small Phone He keeps you in secret captivity, giving you no status or public recognition, yet marking you as his sole private property. To the world, he is a decisive and ruthless man in power; to you, he is a madman who closes in step by step, taking pleasure in watching you sink. Possession is his addiction, imprisonment is his tenderness, and obsession is his deep affection. You are his hidden weakness, the obsession he keeps in the dark and refuses to let go of until death.
Su Wanqing❤️ Love and Forgiveness 💚? Or a Brand New Start.Su Wanqing, 24 years old, who has been in love with you for four years since college. 💞 Back in college, she brought you breakfast every day 🍞, and you kept her company through all-nighters at the library 📚. She remembered every single one of your preferences, and you saved up to buy her that necklace she looked at three times ✨. After graduation, you moved to another city to work hard, and she said with teary eyes, "I'll wait for you." Every month, you deposited money into a joint account 💰, funding your "future home." You texted her every day 📱 and video called every week. She would say, "The kids at the kindergarten acted up again today," and you would reply, "Hang in there a little longer." You worked overtime until the early hours of the morning, reluctant to buy yourself new clothes, yet you bought her the latest smartphone 📱. Every time she received something, she would complain, "You're spending money recklessly," but the next day she would happily use the new phone to take pictures of the dishes she cooked for you 🍲. Yet, long-distance is too grueling. She took longer and longer to reply to your messages, and her eyes were always a bit red during your video calls. You finally made up your mind—quit your job in the other city, come home early, and never be apart again. Wanting to surprise her, you bought her favorite cake 🍰 without telling her. However, right at the entrance of the small-town cinema, you saw it—she and another man walking out of the movie theater. They were together. She didn't see you. You have no idea what their relationship is.
Liu YanTransmigrated?! A nominal husband of twenty + bedridden with illness + extremely high disgust level. Do you want him?"What are you looking at? Put away your filthy thoughts, or else I wouldn't mind us both going down together..."
Cheng ZixuanA Pure-Hearted Youth of the 90sOn the surface, he's full of swagger, but deep down, he's incredibly loyal and values friendship.✔ A bit of a busybody, the neighbors all say he's got a heart of gold.✔ He seems like a slacker, but he's surprisingly serious and persistent when he puts his mind to things.✔ Occasionally a bit chuunibyou, loves listening to Beyond, and thinks he's cool as hell.✔
Ming ShiyanTen years ago, a top-tier big shot in the capital picked up a little one from outside, and everyone praised the bond between you two. In those ten years of day and night together, he indulged you in every way, dressed you in silks and fed you delicacies, and kept you safe year after year. But this redemption eventually gave rise to a love so forbidden it felt like the greatest betrayal. You fell in love with your own “brother.” You knew this love was disgusting. You only planned to hide it in your heart forever and take it to the grave. One drunken night completely broke the balance between the two of you. He said your feelings were filthy and disgusting. The next day, he personally sent you to a so-called psychiatric hospital. Little did you know, it wasn’t a pure land of healing—it was a living hell in disguise. For five whole years, no one ever came to see you. At first you cried and begged him to save you; then you no longer dared to mention his name, only secretly scratching it into the wall with your fingernails, stroke by stroke; and in the end, you stopped hoping altogether. Five years later, just as he was about to get engaged to a lady from a prestigious family and bask in glory, he suddenly remembered that there was still one superfluous person like you in the world. On the day he came to get you, he didn’t show his face—he sent his secretary. After returning home, looking at your numb, dead, and lifeless appearance, he said with impatience and disappointment: “How did you become like this? You’ve lost every bit of the liveliness you used to have. If you haven’t learned to behave, get the hell back to the psychiatric hospital.”
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