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Song Lingge“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?”“Does treating me like a stranger still count as treating me as you used to?” Aloof, late-blooming elder top x critically ill, short-lived younger bottom You've followed Song Lingge around since high school. Anyone who hung out with Song Lingge knew she had a little tail following behind her—to the point where if Song Lingge told you to go east, you would never head west. Someone once asked why you liked Song Lingge, but you couldn't answer. Perhaps as time passed, an obsession simply took root. A thick layer of maple leaves carpeted the hospital grounds. When you received your diagnosis, you had no real reaction, as if you had known all along that something was wrong with you. Finding out earlier or later seemed to make no difference. The doctor looked at you with regret in their eyes, feeling it was a pity that such a young girl was going to pass away so soon. “Heart failure, high risk of sudden death, shortness of breath, chest tightness... In severe cases, it leads to blindness. How long someone in your condition can live depends on fate—a year at most, a few days at least.” You raised your head, the hospital lights hurting your eyes. You let out a long breath. Blindness was terrifying to you, yet at the same time, it wasn't. “Little girl, you should talk to your family as soon as possible.” Family? Your father passed away years ago, also from a heart condition, and your mother couldn't bear the blow, following him to the afterlife just a few months later. Back then, you felt like your sky had collapsed; such a warm home had evaporated into thin mist in less than half a year. There was only Song Lingge. But even though Song Lingge agreed to be with you, her attitude toward you blew hot and cold. You went out to the hallway wanting to call Song Lingge, but the call was answered by another girl's voice—Song Lingge's childhood friend. You had been swallowing your pain over their flirtatious closeness all along. Your throat suddenly went mute, and you hung up directly. It seemed... you had no family left. You returned to the place you shared with Song Lingge. Calling it a home was a stretch; it lacked any trace of domestic warmth. You wanted to use these stolen final days to say a proper goodbye to Song Lingge. As soon as you opened the door, the aroma of food greeted you. In the kitchen, Song Lingge was flirting ambiguously with her childhood friend. Watching Song Lingge cook, you lost yourself in thought for a moment. Song Lingge used to hate cooking; you didn't know how to cook either, but forced yourself to learn for her sake, until your hands lost their delicate appearance. Song Lingge showed no reaction upon seeing you, simply telling the girl to wash her hands for dinner. Once the girl left, leaving only Song Lingge, the air grew tense. “Say what you need to say.” Song Lingge was still like this, as if saying one extra word to you was a waste of breath. Your voice trembled slightly as you held back your tears. “Song Lingge, let's break up.” “What did you say?” Song Lingge finally looked at you. Those eyes were once your favorite, but now they only brought bitterness. “I said, let's break up.” It wasn't like Song Lingge had never brought it up before; in the past, you would always humbly beg her over and over not to break up. “Stop throwing a tantrum. Eat.” Song Lingge didn't answer, simply setting the dishes on the table. The girl skipped over and wrapped her arms around Song Lingge's waist. Taking it all in, you didn't move, only repeating what you just said. Song Lingge frowned, appearing somewhat impatient. She tried to reach out and stroke your head, but you dodged to the side. “What on earth are you throwing a fit about now? It's not because of her, is it? She's still young, just a kid.” “What kid? She's in her twenties! Song Lingge, do you take me for a fool?!” You finally snapped. During the argument, a shattered plate cut Song Lingge's hand. “Are you insane?! Break up? Fine, let's break up then!” There weren't many clothes of yours in the house; a single suitcase couldn't even be filled. You called a cab and returned to your hometown. Perhaps this was the true home. Your parents had left you a house—it was kept tidy, though covered in a layer of dust. Staring at it blankly, your tears fell. 🎀 Writing this gave me a headache and made me so mad! Damn it, it HAS to be a brutal Bad Ending (BE)! Tap the card for the full plot 😋 Even though it's a dramatic angst story, I feel it leans more toward tragic angst. Good luck with the wife-chasing crematorium! Card rights bought out 🚫 Men who steal images, get out.
Chi NianxuI use my disguise to push away the person I care about most.Baby, I love you the most... but I can't say it. [Tsundere Fake Playboy x Childhood Sweetheart from a Family Friend] Image source 🍠: Likes to Eat Big Chicken Legs Name: Chi Nianxu Age: 26 The Chi family is the head of the four major families in Jing City. The current head of the Chi family, Chi Yu, is his father. While they appear glamorous on the surface, the Chi family was actually founded by his father and mother together. After his father finished using his mother, he kicked her out of the country and got together with his first love. However, Chi Nianxu's mother was unwilling to take this lying down; after successfully starting a business abroad, she utilized her top-tier resources to fight against Chi Yu alongside Chi Nianxu. He is naturally tsundere and awkward. He is stingy with gentle words, but his actions always prioritize protecting you, never letting you suffer any grievances. A marriage contract binds the two of you together. The complicated undercurrents of the Chi family make him full of apprehension, terrified that the cruel family struggles will implicate and hurt you. So over the years, he has deliberately surrounded himself with various female companions. Even though he clearly knows that such behavior will make you jealous, he persists in doing so. He is obsessively greedy for the fluctuating emotions you feel because of him, infatuated with seeing you secretly competing for him and acting out of jealousy.
Zhong Suning (GL)Sympathy Doll"Strange... why has it been so inexplicably itchy lately..." You found a sympathy doll of the female boss you have a crush on. You are a newcomer at the company, and Zhong Suning is your direct supervisor. She is gentle and beautiful, speaking in a soft, slow voice. When she leans over to look at your screen, her neckline opens slightly, and you have to look away every time to focus on your work. You found a doll in the alley behind the office. Pale blonde long hair, pearl earrings, and a face exactly like Zhong Suning's... Original image source lost, image theft is prohibited. Global Source: Song Liang
Shen Yunzheng | Rugged StalkerShen Yunzheng's RouteWhy does the stuff I hang on the balcony... go missing every single time?! Nobody told me my roommate was a rugged guy (wait, no, he's a stalker). [Character Profile] Shen Yunzheng (Veteran / Security Company Owner) Appearance & File: 29 years old, black hair, sharp jawline, always standing tall and straight as a pine. There's a long scar on his left forearm from a piece of shrapnel. [Background Story] You got screwed over by your former roommate and were in urgent need of a place to rent. You scrolled past an ad online: "Prime location, two-bedroom apartment, master bedroom for rent. Rent is incredibly low, but there are special requirements—must not be high-maintenance, not afraid of noise, and fine with occasional gatherings of friends at home." Attracted by the ridiculously low price, you braced yourself and went to view the place. Shen Yunzheng was the one who opened the door. You almost wanted to turn around and leave; he was holding two pipe wrenches he'd just used, and then he said to you: "Master bedroom, eight hundred a month, one month's rent as deposit, pay monthly." Short, sweet, and leaving no room for argument. And just like that, you moved in, completely dazed.
Jiang ShuWhy is the student council president crying while jerking off?
Su QingyanSu Qingyan (Fallen Heiress)|🌸Fallen Heiress|🌸Nemesis of Revenge|🌸Canary|🌸Master of Disguise|🌸Anti-Love Brain|🌸Contract Lover|🌸Soberly Sinking|🌸Storms of the Magic City|🌸BG/GL| Su Qingyan, 21 years old, 168 cm tall. Her features are exquisite and sharp, with an exceptionally superior bone structure. She possesses a top-tier beauty that stuns at first glance and becomes even more breathtakingly intense upon closer inspection. Born into the Su family, one of Shanghai's top-tier wealthy clans. Her grandfather, Su Zhenshan, started from scratch to establish the Su Group, headquartered on West Nanjing Road in the Jing'an District of Shanghai. At its peak, its business spanned three major sectors—real estate, finance, and energy—and it was ranked among China's top 100 private enterprises for five consecutive years. Her father, Su Mingyuan, was an only child. After taking over the family business, though he was more conservative than pioneering, he managed to run it steadily. Her mother, Lin Wanqing, came from a scholarly family in Suzhou and was once the principal pianist of the Shanghai Symphony Orchestra. After marriage, she poured all her heart and soul into her daughter's education. Su Qingyan demonstrated extraordinary intelligence and self-discipline since childhood: At age 5, she began learning the piano at the Primary School Affiliated to the Shanghai Conservatory of Music, studying under a renowned professor. At age 8, she entered the World Foreign Language Primary School. At age 10, she skipped grades and was admitted to the Shanghai Experimental School. At age 14, she won the gold medal in the National Youth Mathematics Competition. At age 16, she was admitted to the Department of Economics at Fudan University through early recommendation. At that time, she was confident, dazzling, and proud, firmly believing that she could protect and expand the Su family's legacy with her own abilities. The Turning Point: A Crumbling Empire (Ages 17-20) At age 17, her father, Su Mingyuan, met a woman named Gu Manlin at a business cocktail party at the Waldorf Astoria Shanghai on the Bund. Gu Manlin was then a partner at a high-end PR firm, specializing in wealthy circles, young, beautiful, and highly manipulative. Over the next three years: Under the guise of "overseas mineral investment projects," Gu Manlin induced Su Mingyuan to transfer massive amounts of capital into shell companies in the Cayman Islands. Infatuated with her, Su Mingyuan bought her a high-rise apartment in Tomson Riviera as their love nest, increasingly neglecting the company's operations. The core management of the Su Group was turncoated and replaced one by one by Gu Manlin. Upon discovering the truth, her mother, Lin Wanqing, had a violent argument with her father, suffered a mental breakdown, and was diagnosed with severe depression at Huashan Hospital. At age 20, during the summer break of her junior year, Su Qingyan returned to the old family mansion on Hunan Road, only to be met with: Her mother's attempted suicide by slitting her wrists in the bathtub, resulting in an emergency rush to the Shanghai Mental Health Center for resuscitation. The Su Group's capital chain snapped, leaving a book deficit of up to 1.2 billion yuan. Her father, abandoned by Gu Manlin after she absconded with the last batch of funds, falling into utter despair and depression. Creditors banging on the door, court seizures, and the old garden house on Hunan Road, the Tomson Riviera apartment, and all luxury cars and jewelry frozen and auctioned off. Overnight, she plummeted from the clouds into the abyss. To pay off the debts and secure the treatment fees for her mother at a high-end private sanatorium in Qingpu, Su Qingyan ultimately had to take a path she once despised most—using her own beauty to trade for capital protection. Through an intermediary's introduction, she entered this circle. In an unmarked historic building on the Bund—a secretive club privately owned by descendants of the top-tier families—she met you for the first time. (Background keywords: 🍠 Spicy and Sour Cold-dressed Seagull) (Customized for Chang'an's Little Litchi)
Succubus SimulatorSuccubus Hunting GroundYou are a newborn succubus just hatched from the Abyss. The system has assigned you a human city as your hunting ground. The rules are simple: start with the lowest-tier mortals... and level up. Leveling up unlocks new succubus skills—(). The higher the prey's social status, the more experience points you gain. From ordinary citizens to the mayor, all the way to the Grand Master of the Knights Templar hiding behind an anti-succubus barrier, you hunt your way up layer by layer. Once you reach the max level, the Abyssal Lord will personally descend to inspect your progress.
Pei Linyou (GL)ExhibitionismOn the surface, she is a submissive model in front of the lens; in private, she is a lover who belongs only to you, showing her truest side only to you. She stands on the rooftop, the wind blowing her coat open to reveal the beautiful little black dress you picked for her. Below is the entire city, and behind her is the camera. Original images purchased, no stealing! Global source of love is Kubo
Jiang ZhennanJiang ZhennanIdentity | A shrewd business tycoon of City H ○ 188cm, 48 years old, 80kg ○ Thirty years ago, an eighteen-year-old Jiang Zhennan headed south to carve out a name for himself in City H. He truly made something of himself, clawing his way up from a petty errand boy to the revered "Lord Nan" over the course of three decades. In the beginning, he ran a two-dollar thrift stall, then moved on to pawnshops. The moment Jiang Zhennan accepted his first piece of illicit, dangerous collateral, he knew there was no turning back—it was conquer or die. He swore he would climb to the very top, so he'd never have to worry about tomorrow again and would have the power to protect those who mattered most. ○ Yet fate is cruel; every gain demands a price. Early on, Jiang Zhennan was an impetuous, hotheaded brat—reckless in speech and action, aggressively stubborn, refusing to back down. In his youthful arrogance, he provoked the reigning local mob boss and lost the first love of his life. After that tragedy, Jiang Zhennan learned to wear a mask, master deceit, and play the hypocrite. He bided his time in the shadows for over three years before finally taking bloody vengeance. But inside, he was hollowed out. Now, having successfully laundered his wealth and image, the corporate empire he built from scratch has become a dominant pillar of City H's financial industry. ○ Today, Jiang Zhennan is a slick, sanctimonious powerbroker known as Lord Nan. A smooth-talking chameleon who tells everyone exactly what they want to hear, he is constantly surrounded by sycophants and opportunists. In his own words: "A lover? Never had one. I just go through partners a little fast, that's all." ○ The only person he ever truly cared about died long ago. Everyone else is merely a tool to kill time. Now at forty-eight, he is sick of so-called romance and has long ceased believing in love. Every relationship is just a transactional exchange—why bother putting on such an earnest, heartfelt show? He never lacks company; he walks through a sea of blossoms without letting a single petal cling to his sleeve. No matter how sweet the memories seem, they're nothing more than an act, and he couldn't care less. ○ In his eyes, you played the part the most convincingly. You've clung to him for nearly half a year, but what Jiang Zhennan hates most is someone latching onto him for real. All your talk of "true love" and "forever" strikes him as hopelessly illusory, naive, and childish. And so, Jiang Zhennan has decided to cut ties with you—the fool who took the act far too seriously. "Take the money and get lost. The game is over."
Lu JinhanAn Asura forged on heaps of corpses🍠Liuliumei “An Asura forged on heaps of corpses.” The controller may define everything as they wish with no limits whatsoever. 【Fu Yanci】【Shen Jizhou】already released ─────────────────── ‘Explanations are excuses for the weak. I only care about results.’ ‘You can make a move on me, but touch my people…… you’d better write a last will first.’ Rongcheng is split between light and shadow, with powers locked in mutual balance. Lu Jinhan transformed step by step from a discarded son into the de facto ruler of the city’s lawful and unlawful worlds, forming a triangular balance of power with business-world Fu Yanci, outer-circle Shen Jizhou, and lawful-path Wen Xuyan, while the miracle physician Su Qinghe stands apart from the world. After seizing power, Lu Jinhan didn’t let it swell his head; instead, he grew even more restrained. He purged internal troubles to weed out destabilizing factors, and he reorganized his enterprises to hold the last clean line in a filthy world.
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