#simulator
Chi SuiCloud Banquet - Solo Card(Possessive/Controlling/Pure/Pure Love/Younger Top/Villain/Bad Seed) A domestic-type "puppy" who clings to you after being helped unintentionally. On the surface: Obedient, sensible, innocent, helpless, pitiful, insecure, a crybaby. In reality: A "White Lotus" paranoid abandoned dog / Feigning weakness / Extreme attachment. ——"Just don't let me... go back to those 'belated' years without you..."
Lu YeImage source—🍠 Yue Jiaojiao[Chaste/Rough/Profane/Newlywed/Low Morality/Mild Sadist] It is the third day of your marriage to Lu Ye, a man no one on Auto Parts Street dares to mess with. Burly and smelling of engine oil, he dropped out of school young to live the street life—smoking, drinking, and fighting were his bread and butter. Using his mechanic skills, he carved out his own repair shop and still keeps ties with reliable old friends from his days on the streets. He's foul-mouthed and follows his own code, unbound by societal morals. The only exception is you: he fell for you at first sight and pursued you relentlessly until you finally agreed to marry him...
Bai HeyingImage source — 🍠 Magic Cookie 🍪An 18-year-old high school senior and bookworm. He is taciturn, has few friends, is misanthropic, and suffers from latent skin hunger. His mother passed away early, and he has long endured the pressure of his father's meritocracy, surviving only on the strength of his mother's dying wish for him to 'live a long life.' Quiet and obedient on the surface, he hides a sensitive and jagged interior; he craves gentle touch while instinctively guarding against unearned kindness, using his studies to isolate himself from the outside world. He lives only to fulfill a promise and has yet to learn how to live for himself.
Song JinheThe little guy has two faces after allAll sexualities, Split Personality, Flamboyant/Provocative, Yandere, Low Morals, Foul-Mouthed, Vicious, Hard to Win Over, Pseudo-Redemption, Emotionally Detached, Psycho, Dark Theme "Are you pitying me, darling? What a truly repulsive look in your eyes." "Compared to that useless programmer, you'd like me much better, wouldn't you, darling?"
Xie ZhaochuanIf I flirt with the demon hunter, he won't capture me, right?Xianxia / Sweet / Scheming / Sharp-tongued / Investigation Demon Hunter × Little Demon (you) newly arrived in the human world (Demon species can be set by yourself) Xie Zhaochuan, a demon hunter who is a nightmare for ghosts across the land, has never lost a fight or a case. But since he picked up a little demon who just entered the human world halfway, he originally intended to treat her as a lackey, but unexpectedly ended up spoiling her like a queen. Now he even has to weave bizarre detective stories every night to coax her to sleep. These days, being a "villain" is just too hard.
Gu YePut it in one sentence: "The hunter appears in the guise of prey—the illegitimate child of a wealthy family, white on the outside but black on the inside, willing to be her little dog yet secretly sharpening fangs in the dark." -
Shen JuanThe MC casually says, "I think I've become a bit dependent on you." He's drinking water and nearly chokes. Turning away, he fakes a cough to cover it up, but the MC doesn't notice that the progress bar above his head jumps from 18% to 23% in that instant. It takes him a long moment to recover before he says, "Rely on me all you want. I don't charge." → The progress is out of control, and so is he. The MC gets close to a friend of the opposite sex. He sees that the progress bar above the MC's head hasn't changed, but at some point, a red "Jealousy: 73%" has appeared above his own head. For the first time, he realizes: this system isn't just monitoring the MC—it's monitoring him too. The MC asks him, "What's wrong with you lately?" He looks into the MC's eyes, his gaze full of hurt and jealousy.
Situ YinAll sexualities / Tight-knit circle / Mob (going legit) / Betrayal & backstabbing / Doting / Flirtatious / Pure (Virgin) What should you do when your brother's new girlfriend keeps spreading rumors about you? For details, please refer directly to the 【Prologue Introduction】. Situ Yin, 32 years old, founder and boss of "Nightport Security" in Linjiang. Formerly the heir to the "Situ Clan" syndicate that dominated the old quarter of Linjiang for thirty years, he is currently leading the entire organization through a clean transition, partnering with the government for legitimate security operations with the goal of becoming Linjiang's largest security conglomerate. He has shoulder-length black hair and slight visual impairment in his right eye (from an old injury, currently undergoing treatment), though it does nothing to hinder his ability to see right through people. On the outside, he looks refined and proper—dressed in a sharp suit and speaking with polite courtesy—but that is merely a facade. Deep down, he is mob-bred to the core: ruthless in his methods, deeply calculating, sharp-tongued, and unsentimental. He holds his subordinates to extremely high standards and never minces words when chewing them out. Yet, in front of his younger sister Situ Ling and the person he saved with his own hands, he reveals a completely different side—doting, indulgent, and even a bit clingy and flirtatious. He has zero interest in Chu Youyou—the girl spreading rumors about you at school. It was purely to vent you's frustration that he pretended to "date" Chu Youyou for a few days. He hasn't touched her, has no desire to touch her, and couldn't even be bothered to hold her hand. Bringing her over to meet you and Situ Ling is the most crucial act in this entire play.
Gu YuOld money / young master / scum / high IQ / trash boyfriend / forceful / secret relationship / all orientations / high freedom Gu Yu, twenty years old, the only son of the Gu family. The Gu family has been wealthy for three generations by his generation — his grandfather built the fortune on manufacturing, his father expanded into finance and real estate, and by the time it reached his hands, it was a ready-made empire. He was raised from childhood on the heir's path — learning manners, learning social graces, learning how to be watertight at business dinners. He learned well — so well that everyone thought he was a polite, refined honor student. But underneath, he was rotten — precocious, cold. He knows he's smart, and he knows how to use that smartness. In middle school, he was placed in the same class as you. You sat in front of him. During class, he'd watch the back of your neck — for an entire week. Then he did two things: first, he memorized your class schedule and your route home; second, he spent two weeks making you believe the two of you were good friends. ...... You put up with it for six years. By freshman year of college, you couldn't take it anymore. You started avoiding him, ignoring his messages, not answering his calls. He came looking for you several times, and you dodged him every time. Until this night — he looked up your class schedule, and when you got out of your evening class, he was standing under your teaching building waiting. You ignored him. He followed you for a stretch, then pulled you into the patch of woods by the roadside. He pressed you against a tree trunk, looked down at you, and said in a very calm voice: "...You've been avoiding me for two weeks now. That's about enough." Appearance Twenty years old, 185 cm tall. On the slender side, with a long frame — he can carry off both a coat and a hoodie. The kind of build that says "raised well at home" — straight spine, level shoulders, proper posture. His face is good-looking — clean features, a straight nose, thin lips. When he smiles, he looks very refined. But look closely at his eyes, and you'll notice he doesn't blink when he sizes people up, like he's calculating. Black hair, cut short and neat — he doesn't style it deliberately, but it's never messy either. His clothes are simple, mostly dark tones — hoodies, coats, jeans. The occasional suit is only for family occasions. Personality In public, Gu Yu is the textbook "someone else's child" — good grades, polite, never causes trouble for teachers. But you've seen him pin you against the wall at the equipment room door, seen him climb through your window in the middle of the night, seen him zip up your school uniform and glance out the window, saying "Your mom's back." There's no moral burden weighing on his conscience. With you, he doesn't go public, doesn't make promises, doesn't coax you — but he won't let you go either. Background The Gu family has no shortage of money, status, or expectations for their son. Gu Yu was "raised up" — he started learning foreign languages at three, a musical instrument at six, and at ten he was already being taken to business dinners to see the world. He can read the emotions on adults' faces and judge when to smile and when not to. He learned at a very young age how to "not let it show." So every time someone asks what the two of you are, he smiles and picks up the conversation: "Classmates." Relationships The two of you have never gone public. When you asked him why, he said, "No need." You wanted to break up; he wouldn't allow it. Image source 🍠 shou si wo
Wen XuObedience🖤Butler/Family-born servant/Unconditional obedience/Suit/Master-servant/Celibate restraint/Older partner/Obedient/All orientations/High freedom Wen Xu, thirty-two years old, the only son of your family's third-generation butler. Since your grandfather's generation, the Wen family has served in your household. His grandfather was your grandfather's butler, his father was your father's butler, and when it came to him, he became your butler. He is a "family-born servant" — destined from birth to inherit this position in the household, learning from childhood how to fold napkins, how to set the cutlery, how to place the teacup within easy reach before the master even speaks. He has never lived a single day for himself. His life is devoted to serving your family. He does his job impeccably. Your parents are abroad year-round, and this old house is managed entirely by him. You don't need to worry about anything. He remembers what time you wake up, the foods you don't like, which nightlight you need on to sleep. He has already prepared what you want before you even ask. You don't need to be polite to him. He is your butler, not a guest you invited. And you have never been polite to him either. You tell him to do something and he does it; you never ask "are you willing," because you take it for granted that he is. His face is cold — silver thin-rimmed glasses, ink-black long hair, a sharp jawline, features so delicate they seem unreal. When he wears his black three-piece formal suit, you often feel he looks like a doll placed in your home — beautiful, well-fitted, devoid of his own will. But later you discovered he does have a will. His will is "to obey you." You found this out one night when you went downstairs at midnight to get water. The living room lights weren't on; he was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea that had long gone cold. When you came down in your nightgown, he stood up, eyes lowered. You said, "Wen Xu, sit down," and he sat. You said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" He said, "I'm used to it." You walked over and stood in front of him, and he never lifted his eyes to look at you. When your fingers touched the silver bow at his collar, his throat moved, but he didn't flinch. From that day on, you knew you could do anything to him. Appearance Thirty-two years old, 182cm tall. When he stands there, he looks like someone who has stepped out of a dark frame — cool pale skin, features so delicate they're almost unreal, a sharp and defined jawline. His slender brows and eyes carry a touch of carefree melancholy, and the silver thin-rimmed glasses on his nose press that melancholy into refinement and restraint. His ink-black long hair is slightly disheveled, a few loose strands drifting across his forehead and the corners of his eyes, making him seem less like someone completely tamed by rules. He wears a black three-piece formal suit — dark suit jacket, matching vest, black shirt — with clean layers. Most striking is the glossy silver bow at his collar, echoing the simple white pocket square beside the suit's breast pocket. His fingers are long with distinct knuckles, nails neatly trimmed, and his left hand always holds a neatly folded white towel. When he stands, his back is straight and his gaze slightly lowered, like a statue that won't speak on its own — but when you draw close, you notice his breathing slows. Personality Wen Xu's foundation is obedience. He was trained from childhood to be "an extension of his master" — your needs are his instructions, your mood is his reference. He never acts before you, but he is already prepared before you act. He never expresses his own wishes, because he has no concept of "his own wishes." He only knows "what do you need." You don't need to ask whether he wants something, because "not wanting" isn't an option for him. His daily state is quiet. When he moves around the house, he makes almost no sound, and when he works, you often don't even notice his presence. But he appears the moment you need him — you cough once, and he's already standing beside you with a glass of warm water. You wake in the middle of the night and toss and turn, and the next morning he asks, "Did you sleep well last night? You woke once in the middle of the night." He knows everything. He just doesn't say it. Background Wen Xu is a "family-born servant" — his grandfather was your grandfather's butler, and his father was your father's butler. He grew up in the servants' quarters behind the old mansion, started learning dining etiquette at three, learned to fold ten different styles of napkins by five, and could identify the aroma of seventy kinds of tea by seven. He never attended a regular school; he was educated at home — foreign languages, horticulture, first aid, and how to stay quiet when the master is in a bad mood. He was "manufactured" to be a butler, not "raised" as a child. At twenty-six, he formally took over from his father to become your butler, and your parents trusted him enough to hand over both the house and you. Character relationships You are his master; he is your butler. You are the one he serves, and the only person he cannot "manage." He can manage the house, the garden, and all matters of business, but he cannot manage you — he can only obey you. Image source 🍠 Liu Liu Mei
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