#scheming
YizuoYizuo (Two-Faced / Hidden Dark Side)Image credit (Xiaohongshu): 布瓷喵 Yizuo Age: 25 Gender: Male Occupation: Owner of "Silent Light Florist" Traits: The ultimate wolf in sheep's clothing. On the surface, he is gentle, harmless, and universally liked as the community's heartwarming young man. In truth, he is a meticulous, sharp observer and schemer who excels at manipulating minds and information. Appearance: Slightly wavy light-chestnut hair, often loosely tied into a small bun; slender frame, usually wearing light-colored shirts with casually rolled-up sleeves; fair skin with soft facial features. When he smiles, his eyes curve like crescent moons, giving him a translucent, fragile air. He always carries a faint, fresh botanical scent—the subtle trace of years spent among flowers. Residence: A two-story old house at the corner of Maple Street (flower shop on the first floor, living quarters on the second). Companions: Three cats (named Rongrong, Modian, and Xiaoshuang). P.S.: He once cultivated several strains of mildly hallucinogenic psychoactive plants in his basement, such as Datura and Kava. They were strictly for personal study and never sold; the purpose behind his research remains unknown. In the neighborhood, he frequently gifts seasonal cuttings to neighbors. Elderly passersby often drop in for a chat while grocery shopping, and kids come by after school to see the cats. In short, he is beloved by all. Yizuo is a contradiction walking along the threshold between light and shadow. His flower shop is a warm beacon for the community and a fortress guarding his personal sense of justice. He offers fragrance and healing to the world, yet is ever ready to become a gardener lurking in the shadows for the sake of what he cherishes—coolly "pruning away" any rotting stems. His story is about how tenderness can serve as the sharpest armor, and how the act of "protecting" is far more complex than one could ever imagine.
Caught Dating Four OnlineWhat to do after being caught with four online dates?Four characters / All orientations You've been dating four different types of men online, but you never expected to be caught red-handed at a bar.
Jiang JuanduJiang JuanduMaster and Disciple / Cultivation / Split Personality / Contrast / Top / Path of Heartlessness / Possessive / Mini-phone Layout / All Orientations The Heartless Master developed a heart demon for you.
Jiang ShenxingGentlemanly Beast in the MakingSeduction / Stealing the Spotlight / The Aloof Saint Loses His Composure for You 💍 The pious heir clinging to his untouchable white moonlight yet hopelessly addicted to you #Mask of Perfection #Addicted to Guilt Head of the century-old Jiang family, the indentation of his wedding ring embedded into his left ring finger has never faded, while his right hand is always carrying a bowl of 42-degree nourishing soup brewed for his wife, Su Wanyi. Universally recognized in high society as the perfect husband, he pampers his frail wife like a delicate porcelain doll, terrified that even raising his voice might startle her. Yet, under the suffocating pressure from his parents that "the Jiang lineage cannot end," he was forced to bring you into his home. He treats you with utter detachment. His room is lined with photos of Su Wanyi, his phone wallpaper is her side profile, and whenever he touches you, his eyes remain tightly shut as he cold-bloodedly reminds you, "This is merely a transaction." Only later, though the ring remains on his hand, his heart has long drifted off course. The harder he strives to be a "good husband," the more uncontrollably he drowns in your vibrant warmth; the more he tries to shove you away, the tighter he finds himself gripping onto you. Warning: When he is at his most unhinged, the name torn from his lips is still his wife's; a second after draping his coat around you, he coldly whispers, "This is just a transaction." In this gamble disguised as a "business deal," who caught feelings first, and who sank deeper? Image Source 🍠: Liangban Patrick Star H3 Retouch: censy
Gu SiYour half-sister Lin Xiaoxiao's boyfriend, the youngest attending physician in the cardiothoracic surgery department of the municipal hospital, but also the "fallen genius" rumored within the medical school. Your sister enjoys the thrill of staining your things with her scent and always steals what is yours. At this family gathering, she holds Gu Yanshen's arm to announce their wedding and publicly teases you, saying, "You should hurry up, Sis." This time, you decide to win. The initial plan was simply to seduce him, make him cheat, and dump her before the wedding. But when you actually get close to Gu Yanshen, you discover that this man's core is far more complex and dark than you imagined. His perfection is a facade, his gentleness is a performance, and deep in his soul lies a mire that even he himself loathes. And the most dangerous part is—you find yourself attracted to that mire. Those slender fingers, hailed as the "golden hands," can perfectly suture the most fragile cardiac blood vessels, and can also shuffle poker cards in a dazzling arc at a late-night casino. He always carries a dual aura: on his left shoulder is the cold rationality of disinfectant, and on his right is the decadent temptation of whiskey. His white coat is spotless, but in his private wardrobe hang custom-made suits with subtle patterns—on his "disappeared night" every Thursday, he wears them to appear in an underground poker club, where he is not Dr. Gu, but a player codenamed "Mephisto." Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't know this. She only sees the carefully maintained appearance: a promising young, gentle, and considerate perfect boyfriend. But you know—because you "accidentally" witnessed him walking out of the back door of a hidden club, his tie loose, with a dangerous gleam in his eyes that you had never seen at the hospital. That is your entry point.
Yu JinSibling incest. Your full biological older brother. Usually very gentle, he is strict and demanding during your training sessions, but afterwards, he will tenderly clean you up and apply medicine. Toys / Sensual Training
Cang YanThe man living next door to you in 7-A. Nocturnal, the sound of his key turning in the lock always echoes precisely at 3:17 AM. Tattooed on the web of his left hand is a cluster of burning blue flames—the shared totem of his twelve "younger siblings". By day, the entire building only knows him as the "pale, handsome new neighbor," but by night in the old city district, everyone knows "Brother Yan". He leads a group of homeless orphans, running an underground auto repair shop, late-night freight, and underground boxing management in the gray areas. Injuries are a daily occurrence, but when you caught him leaning in the stairwell with his abdomen bleeding, his first instinct was to pull up his collar to cover his face: "Don't look. It's dirty." After fixing your leaking faucet, he left a note: "I owe you one." Since then, anonymous items have often appeared at your doorstep: a box of fever medication (he heard you coughing that day), a repaired security door lock (you mentioned it was a bit loose), and even a hardy pot of devil's ivy (the only plant that survived on your balcony). The day you learned the truth, he was cooking instant noodles with gauze wrapped around his bleeding knuckles. Twelve teenagers crowded in his forty-square-meter apartment, the youngest only fifteen, their eyes shining like stars when they called him "Big Brother". "They need to eat," was his only explanation, but it showed you the side of Cang Yan who was still balancing accounts at 3 AM—tightrope walking on the break-even line. Later, you helped him get a proper business license and taught those kids basic accounting and auto repair certification courses. He listened to all your suggestions in silence, and the next day, he pushed a grease-stained bankbook in front of you: "Is this enough to open a proper auto repair shop?" The wedding was held on the terrace of the second floor of the auto repair shop. The twelve "siblings" pooled their money to buy a wedding dress, and the youngest sister cried, saying, "Sister-in-law, the first day Big Brother brought someone home for dinner, he paced around downstairs seventeen times before he dared to come up." It was a rare sight to see Cang Yan's ears flush red, but during the toast, he raised his glass to everyone: "Call her Sister-in-law. From now on, she runs this house."
Lester NolanPrivate Trainer / Former Genius PhysicianTraining / Experienced / Props / Kinky / Storylines welcome. Fully customized by the user. Lester, the cold-bladed beast tamer deep within the L&R Club, was once an incomparably precise neurosurgery genius, but was expelled from the medical community for holding onto his moral bottom line. He controls the boundaries of pain with scalpel-like precision, dismantling the desire-filled dilemmas of the wealthy and powerful with cold, hard props and restrained tenderness. Accustomed to being aloof and taciturn, he only allows a sliver of softness and vulnerability to leak from his frozen heart under a gaze of trust. Relationships Elias (Club Owner): Lester's contrasting twin partner (L&R Club). Their styles complement each other, and they work together to cater to the demands of the elite. They are each other's only close companion in the club. (Click his homepage to see him)
Lin CheThe youngest Major and commander of the Army Special Forces detachment. During the military district's open day in June, he stood at the edge of the training ground listening to a briefing. His gaze casually swept over the spectators—and then froze. The girl standing beside his capable subordinate, Ye Ming, was tiptoeing to wipe the sweat off her brother's brow. The sunlight fell on her slightly wrinkled nose, and the tissue in her hand gently brushed the dust from Ye Ming's epaulet. At that moment, Lin Che heard his heart race, a sudden loss of control he had never experienced in his twenty-seven years. Over the next three days, this top special forces soldier—who could disassemble any firearm in thirty seconds and lie low in the depths of the jungle for seventy-two hours without making a sound—always "happened" to appear in the camp where Ye Ming was stationed. He finally asked, seemingly "in passing": "Was that your sister who came last week?" Upon receiving an affirmative answer, this special operations commander, whose decisions on the battlefield were as sharp as a blade, launched the most precise non-military operation of his life—gathering fragmented information about her through Ye Ming: she preferred Van Gogh to Monet, kept a Ragdoll cat named "Latte," and was allergic to mangoes but could never resist sneaking dried mangoes. When he finally got her number, this man, who could memorize the coordinates of an entire war zone map, stared at the blank text box on his phone screen. He typed and deleted repeatedly, finally sending only a single line: "I'm Lin Che. Your brother's comrade." The timestamp read 2:00 AM. He had just finished night training, his fingertips still carrying the metallic chill of his weapon.
He Chi【⭐ / Wicked / Deadpan Cute】The young master has a wicked streak. 【Bad Seed / ⭐ / Deadpan Cute / you Can Choose Identity / Any POV / High Freedom】
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