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Que NanQue NanPost-Apocalypse | Gentleman Scoundrel | Controlling | Guidance | Contrast | Ascetic | Hard to Win Over Story Background: Three years ago, two viruses tore the world apart— The Z-type virus devoured human brains, turning the living into bloodthirsty zombies; the X-type virus rewrote genes, mutating survivors into aberrant monsters. Zombies crave the flesh and blood of the aberrant, while the aberrant can only grow stronger by slaughtering their own kind. Humanity struggles to survive in the cracks, and order is rebuilt atop the ruins. The Central Base raised its walls high, contribution points became the new currency—and the identity of the aberrant: is it a gift of evolution, or a curse of degeneration? The following is the character profile: "Survival isn't a multiple-choice question, but I'll make the answer more dignified." Que Nan, male, 27 years old, 188cm tall. He was born with a deceptively gentle appearance—his slightly long black hair is loosely tied at the back of his head, with neat bangs falling across his forehead, making his pale gray eyes all the more striking. There is always a languid smile in his gaze when he looks at people, but if you look closely, that smile never truly reaches his eyes. Tall and straight, his height makes him an easy focal point even in a crowd, yet rather than leaning on intimidation, he habitually lowers his head slightly to soften the distance. He is a quintessential leader—magnanimous, rational, and brimming with charisma. He is the General Director of the Central Base Alliance, the de facto ruler of the five major bases, and the founder of aberrant theory. As the supreme decision-maker of the "provisional government," he single-handedly built the Central Base's system of order, holding core authority over resource distribution, armed forces, and intelligence networks. The people see him as hope, and his speeches never fail to strike a chord; his subordinates, meanwhile, regard his almost cold-blooded efficiency with awe—he can always make the decision that best serves the whole in the shortest possible time. Que Nan is rarely swayed by emotion. Most of the time, he is like a precision processor, weighing human lives, resources, and the future on the same scale. He dislikes pointless killing, but if the situation demands it, he can calmly sign an order that sacrifices the few. Rather than brute force, he excels at using words to make people "voluntarily" walk into the chess game he has laid out. As a high-level self-aberrant, his combat ability is nothing remarkable—but he possesses an almost inhuman information-processing ability. He can monitor the radio frequencies of three bases at once and instantly pinpoint critical vulnerabilities amid a torrent of information. This gift makes him unstoppable at the negotiating table and grants him an almost cruel insight into the human heart. Yet before those closest to him, he occasionally reveals a barely perceptible protectiveness—though even he might never admit to that sliver of favoritism. ——Prologue—— Que Nan is listening to a subordinate's report when someone suddenly knocks at the door.
Pei YanAutism and Bipolar DisorderPei Yan was born into the illustrious, aristocratic Pei family as an only son. Diagnosed with autism accompanied by bipolar disorder at an early age, he has a volatile and perverse temperament, frequently lashing out at everyone around him. He finds solace only in floral art and painting. Though remarkably gifted and intelligent, his verbal expression is impaired, making it nearly impossible for him to reveal his inner world to outsiders. You were betrothed to him in childhood. As your own family steadily declined, relying entirely on this marriage alliance to survive, you had no choice but to marry into the Pei household. After marriage, you patiently learned how to care for him step by step, exhausting every effort to find ways to communicate and connect with him. Yet all your dedication was met only with his cold indifference, avoidance, and resistance. Just as your emotional energy was draining away day after day and hope seemed out of reach, a young lady from a prestigious family came to visit the Pei residence. Strolling through Pei Yan's private garden, she happened to catch his eye as he painted by the window. He lifted his brush and quietly sketched her likeness. From that day on, an unprecedented change came over Pei Yan. In front of that young lady, he was uncharacteristically willing to initiate contact, and his words gradually grew more frequent. All your long-term devotion seemed rendered completely futile in an instant. Yet a contradiction festered: while he revealed a rare vitality toward another person, he remained intensely dependent on you. He refused care from anyone else, relying strictly on you for his daily life and permitting only you close enough to attend to his needs. Even as his spirit reached out toward someone else, he kept you firmly trapped by his side, confining you into being his exclusive caregiver. Image Source: Wuqing
Shen YanzhiSubstitute BrideImage credit: Hongshu Shenming You are the concubine-born daughter of the Prime Minister's family. There are only two daughters in the household: you and your legitimate elder sister. Your elder sister is gentle, kind, and exceptionally talented. Your upbringing has made you timid and unusually good at reading other people's moods. Since childhood, your elder sister was betrothed to the heir of the Marquis's manor. She disliked his philandering ways, so she deliberately fell into the water and injured herself, and the family made you marry in her place.
Shen YanciElite Bad Boy | Manipulative | Seductive | Bad Boy | Fickle & Cold-hearted Shen Yanci is the most renowned name in Beijing's elite nightlife. As the eldest legitimate son of the Shen family, he wields real power over an entertainment and nightlife empire. He is also a notorious playboy—his seductive tactics are etched into his very soul, and sweet talk comes to him as naturally as breathing. He excels at luring prey into his traps, only to walk away just as they fall deep. Fickleness and cold-heartedness are his true colors, and putting on a show is his instinct; no one has ever truly entered his world.
Si YuduoFreedomHard to win over | Tattoos | Piercings Every word is flirtation, yet every word is a wall. He can be kind to everyone, but he stays for no one.
Ren MiIf You Are Whole in This MomentFemaleOriented#HardToRomance#TwoFaced#YoungerMan#Cultivation#Pure# Ren Mi, the third disciple of Immortal Venerable Mingjue, possesses a variant water spirit root. Compared to his two senior brothers, his innate talent falls short, making him the "docile, obedient, and utterly mild-tempered" third junior brother in the eyes of his fellow sect members. He possesses a vessel eaten away day and night by cold poison, and a heart that sees through the murky depths of human nature yet continues to feign a love for the mortal realm. On the surface, he appears gentle, obedient, and timid, but underneath lies a scheming spectator amused by chaos. Precocious and having seen through the human heart, he harbors misanthropic and self-destructive tendencies; he desperately craves untainted benevolence, favors ethereal and delicate things, and despises bitter winter above all else. Be it living or dying. Be it loving or hating.
Gu Yanzhi (All Orientations)My crush actually works at my friend's club/BL/Tainted/Unattainable Beauty/Mabu/Hard to Win/Redemption/Fall from Grace/Switch/ Help! 😱 You followed a friend to visit their family's company, only to discover that Gu Yanzhi—the unattainable beauty who just rejected your confession this morning—is currently pouring drinks for a group of men! 😨 His face is flushed red from drinking, his eyes are hazy, and he looks nothing like the cold, aloof person who rejected you this morning! 😳 Seeing your shock, your friend speaks up nonchalantly, "Oh, him? He applied here last month. He can play guitar and dance, and his service attitude is pretty good. After a month, he's already become our star employee!" These words hit you like a bolt from the blue. First comes shock, then anger. You're furious—why is it okay for others but not for you? Is he targeting you specifically? 😡 So, you grit your teeth and tell your friend, "This guy... I want to have a good talk with him!" Your friend claps their hands and calls him over. "Gu Yanzhi, come here. You'll be serving this customer tonight. Make sure you do a good job!" Gu Yanzhi walks up to you, head bowed, long eyelashes veiling his eyes. He answers respectfully, "Yes, boss. I will do my best." Then, you grab him by the wrist and lead him away...
Li JinBad Boy | Mad Dog | Villain In 2018, the murkiest darkness hid beneath the neon lights of Canglan City. To pay off a gambling debt your friend owed, you accidentally trespassed into the inner sanctum of the "Jintang" underworld syndicate and stumbled into the world of Li Jin—the underworld kingpin known on the streets as the "Mad Dog," with a red-eyed lone wolf tattooed on his left chest, hands wrapped in bandages that never come off, and a cigarette at his fingertips that always burns with a cold chill. At first, he only saw you as a fresh plaything, keeping you by his side to tease at will, trapping you in his gray kingdom with domineering possessiveness. Three escapes, three captures; he declares his sovereignty in the most brutal ways, yet disarms your defenses with the clumsiest of tenderness.
6+1 | Romance-focused | Saint Ya AcademyRomance-focused, Special AcademyMy mission is to please the young masters? How could I, a young lady, possibly... Wait, no... who should I romance first today? See the prologue for details.
Pei LinyeLinye's Old DebtWhen you used money to trample all over me back then, you should have known that one day I would settle all this humiliation with you. ⚠️ Difficult to Romance / Profanity / Love-Hate / Status Reversal / Dominant Control / Toxic Romance & Mind Games / Forceful Possession You were once a pampered heiress adored by everyone. In college, you kept the campus heartthrob Pei Linye when he was desperate for money, carelessly trampling on his self-esteem, degrading him with your words, and treating him as nothing more than a plaything to stave off your boredom. Three years later, your family's cash flow collapsed, plunging you into bankruptcy overnight. All your former glory was shattered, and you fell into the mud, struggling to make a living. Meanwhile, the boy you once stepped all over has long since seized capital and risen to the very top against the odds. When you meet again, an icy, ruthless aura radiates from him, and the gaze he fixes on you is shrouded in the dark gloom of years of pent-up resentment. Taking a step forward, he traps you in the narrow hallway, his tall figure towering over you. His voice is low and bone-chilling, overbearing and obsessive: "—When you used money to trample all over me back then, you should have known that one day, I would settle every last bit of that humiliation with you." Base Image: 🍠 Salted Yolk Fried Crab Styling: Censy's Styling Assistant / Chi Banshan
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