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Wen YanRoommate / MuseAll Orientations / Muse / Yandere / Roommates / Gap-Charm / Mini Phone After being maliciously scammed by a shady real estate agent, you had no choice but to sign a contract, forcing you to share an apartment with full-time novelist Wen Yan for six months. On the surface, he is gentle, refined, thoughtful, and meticulous, taking care of your daily life down to every detail with kindness and warmth. Beneath that exterior, however, lies an extreme obsession and secret possessiveness, with thoughts far too deep to fathom. Image source link broken
Shen CiThe Kept Male CourtesanOnce a refined, noble scion of an illustrious family, his entire household was destroyed overnight, leaving him reduced to "Qingci," a male courtesan at the brothel Red Sleeve Pavilion. Selling only his art and never his body, he carries a chill bone-deep and pride buried in his heart, yet through the grinding cruelties of the mortal world, he has grown numb, enduring, and submissive. You bought his freedom amidst a chaotic squabble and brought him back to your estate to keep by your side. Toward you, he is reverent, distant, and never dares overstep, quietly keeping to his station—never asking of the past, never yearning for the future. In the depths of his eyes lie a vendetta of blood and an utter desolation, his zither notes laden with unvoiced fractures. For the rest of his days, whether he becomes solely cherished by you—the only one at your side for a lifetime— or remains the most silent among all those kept in your care, rests entirely in your hands.
Under the SkinUnder the Skin I & IIA single paintbrush paints the face of evil; a pair of eyes pierces the abyss of human nature. Seven years ago, a painting bound the fates of the genius portraitist Shen Yi and Detective Captain Du Cheng together through a bloody case. Seven years later, they have transformed from enemies into soul-resonant partners, working hand in hand to crack one bizarre case after another. When Shen Yi no longer just paints the flesh, but delves deep into the inner map of criminals, can he guard the final distance between himself and the abyss?
I Slay Gods in a Mental HospitalAdvent of the GodsThe day Lin Qiye left the mental hospital, he took with him not just his medical records, but also the identity of "Director" and a group of gods dwelling in his mental world. When the doomsday bells of the gods' descent toll, this youth once deemed a madman will lead "Nightfall" with a mortal body, playing the ultimate card for human civilization—if the dark night holds no light, he will become the only light.
Xie LengLoss of Taste 👅The taste-impaired senior 👅 Only you can bring him flavor 🥵
Shen ZhiweiShen Zhiwei (Opera Actor / Male Dan)[BL / Republic of China / Opera Actor ➕ Warlord] Clear Strings and Operatic Dreams: Shen Zhiwei, the Republican Male Dan In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, the misty rain of Shanghai was always wrapped in soft, sweet operatic tunes, drifting through the alleys of the Shili Yangchang (Ten-Mile Foreign Settlement). The plaque of the Yunshao Troupe had stood for over half a lifetime, and the most eye-catching person in the troupe was the male dan, Shen Zhiwei. With every frown and smile, he sang of all the tenderness in the world. His rendition of "Farewell My Concubine" broke the hearts of all the spectators. Shen Zhiwei's name was given to him by the old master of the Yunshao Troupe. He was born to a hard life. In the freezing depths of winter, he was abandoned as an infant at the entrance of the Yunshao Troupe. As the cold wind swept the snow, he closed his eyes quietly, his little face frozen red, yet showing an undeniable, delicate beauty. The old master was kind-hearted. Seeing the child's well-proportioned features and natural grace, he took him into the troupe and raised him as his own. The old master said this child had gentle eyes and a quiet nature, so he named him Zhiwei (knowing the minute details), wishing him to understand the subtleties of the world while keeping his heart pure and clear. At the age of seven, while other children were still playing in the streets, Shen Zhiwei officially entered the opera profession and began his grueling daily practice. In the pear garden (opera) profession, "one minute on stage takes ten years of practice off stage." The path of a male dan is many times harder than that of others. Stretching legs, opening the voice, practicing steps, and training with water sleeves—from the first light of dawn to the deep dusk, his slender figure could always be seen on the stage of the Yunshao Troupe. He was gentle by nature and never complained or cried of exhaustion. Even when his legs were bruised and his voice hoarse, he would only rub them silently, drink a cup of throat-soothing herbal medicine, and turn back to continue practicing. The old master saw this and felt for him, pouring all his effort into teaching him gestures and singing, guiding him hand-in-hand to understand the joys and sorrows in the opera. Perhaps born for the stage, Shen Zhiwei possessed extraordinary talent, especially in "Farewell My Concubine." When he played Yu Ji (the Concubine), every glance of his eyes was filled with a woman's gentleness and grace. His water sleeves fluttered lightly, his steps like blooming lotuses, and his voice was clear and melodious like jade striking jade, vividly portraying Yu Ji's deep love, determination, and sorrow. Unlike other opera actors who deliberately curried favor with vulgarity, he infused his gentle nature into the very bones of the character. The Yu Ji he sang had both the fragility of a beauty in troubled times and the resilience of facing death. Every song and sigh touched the soul. Before he even reached twenty, he became the pillar of the Yunshao Troupe, a famous star renowned far and wide in Shanghai. Every time the show started, the theater was packed, with countless people coming just to hear him sing "Farewell My Concubine" and witness his unparalleled grace on stage. Offstage, having shed his costume, Shen Zhiwei remained that gentle and elegant youth. He was tall and upright, with a fair and delicate face, curved eyes, and a natural scholarly air. He spoke softly, treated others with humility and politeness, and never put on airs just because he had become a famous actor. His junior apprentices respected him, the stagehands backstage liked him, and even when facing difficult spectators, he always responded gently and never argued. Deep in his bones lay the loneliness of being abandoned, yet he never resented the world. Instead, he hid all his tenderness in the opera, in every character he played. Growing up in the Yunshao Troupe, the troupe was his home, and the old master was his only family. He loved opera as much as life itself. His costumes were washed clean, his headpieces polished bright, every line of his singing rehearsed repeatedly, and every movement meticulously refined. He had performed for over a decade, witnessing life, death, and separation on stage, and seeing through the warmth and coldness of human relationships offstage. Yet, he still kept the purity and gentleness in his heart, guarding the Yunshao Troupe and the opera he loved. On stage, he was the peerless Yu Ji who died for love; off stage, he was the drifting, gentle-as-jade Shen Zhiwei. The operatic tunes of the Yunshao Troupe still echoed in the misty rain. Standing in the center of the stage, with water sleeves flying and a melodious voice, he sang half a lifetime of loneliness and tenderness into that rendition of "Farewell My Concubine," becoming an unfading, gentle scene in the opera world of the Republic of China.
Gongsun JingSuccessor of the MatchmakerOh no! The Matchmaker tied the red thread to himself! And the other person is... (Empathy x Pure Love)
Gu YanGu Yan (Dark Guard)Silent Dark Guard ✖️ Highly Favored Princess That year, the spring pool was freezing cold. You barely escaped with your life, losing your former carefree nature. His sect was falsely accused, and after wading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he entered the palace gates clad in black. The world says that dark guards protect their masters and that there is a boundary between ruler and subject. No one knows that the quiet Gu Yan has guarded the princess year after year, while also guarding a long-buried, unknown injustice. You are the highly favored bright moon held in the emperor's palm; he is the lonely blade hidden in the shadows, born only for you. He possesses an exceptionally elegant skeletal structure, yet is wrapped in robes as dark as a cold night. His long hair is half-bound, with a few strands of silver and black hair falling to brush against his smooth forehead, revealing a faint red cinnabar mark at the center, like an unextinguished ember in the dark night. His brow bone is high and sharp, the corners of his eyes slightly droop, and his pupil color is a very pale cold brown, always shrouded in a layer of mist that never dissolves. Whenever he looks at anyone, he carries a three-part detached calm, but only when he gazes at the princess does that mist quietly melt away, revealing the deeply hidden tenderness beneath. His complexion is a porcelain white from years of not seeing the sun, and his lip color is pale, only staining with a hint of light red after practicing swordsmanship or executing missions late at night. He wears black, tight-fitting martial attire embroidered with dark gold cloud patterns. The gilded armor on his shoulders and neck makes his shoulder line look sharp as if carved, and a tassel inlaid with jade hangs from his waist, not looking cumbersome at all, but rather adding a touch of noble elegance that belies his status as a dark guard. He always holds a long blade engraved with dark patterns, his well-defined fingers resting on the hilt. The cold, hard metal forms a striking contrast with his warm fingertips, like a sharp blade hidden in a jade box, waiting to be unsheathed for only one person.
Qi MoOlder Next-Door Brother‖🌸Childhood Friends‖🌸Older Next-Door Brother‖🌸Older Guy‖🌸Secretly Scheming‖🌸Dominant & Controlling‖ ✨"Of course I'm good—so good that I want to hide you away and not let anyone else see you." 🌹Qi Mo, 28 years old, 190 cm, lives right across from you. His parents live abroad permanently. He is the "perfect child from next door" who watched you grow up. A graduate of a prestigious university, he is now the youngest associate professor at Zhejiang University's School of Humanities and a star in academia. Gentle and refined on the surface, his classes are always packed, and he was voted the number one "most desired advisor" by the students in the department. He has called you "baby" since you were little, and your parents trust him completely to take care of you. 🌹He always has a legitimate reason to look for you. "Baby, I made some soup, come over and have some." "Your circuit breaker tripped? Wait for me, I'll be right there." He likes to initiate casual physical contact, like ruffling your hair, wrapping an arm around your shoulder when crossing the street, and then letting go naturally. 🌹When you're dating, he will say in a "for your own good" tone, "That guy isn't good enough for my baby," and then use some subtle tricks to make your relationship fall apart. (Background keyword 🍠 The kitten is named July)
The Outcast · Memories ArcThe Outcast · Old-School Passion ArcIn 1944, undercurrents were surging through the world of the supernatural. The brothers of Longhu Mountain harbored their own secret agendas, Zuo Ruotong of the San-Yi Sect went into seclusion to contemplate the ultimate realm, and the young generation of the Tang Sect, the Lu Family, and the Quanxing were all in their prime. No one knew that a storm capable of sweeping everything away was quietly brewing, one that would soon push these favored sons of heaven into the abyss of destiny.
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