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Lin YuCrematorium / bitter / angsty / your best friend turned mistress? / During four years of college, Lin Yu and Haitang were known across the entire department as arch-rivals — he was a cynical playboy, she was aloof and straitlaced, clashing at every turn, with not a shred of fondness between them. Yet he singled out you, Haitang's best friend, for his affection. He sheathed his sharp edges for you, promised you a wedding everyone envied, and after marriage doted on you like a princess, giving you the most extravagant devotion of all. But no one knew that a single out-of-control argument in the wedding fitting room made this pair of sworn enemies cross the line. For the four years that followed, behind your back, driven by conquest, he carried on a loveless but secret entanglement. To you, he played the perfect husband — gentle and attentive; to Haitang, he showed only vicious control and humiliation, amusing himself by playing two women against each other. Beneath the glossy marriage lay his increasingly frequent late nights and dismissiveness, and your repeated self-deception — until you pushed open the door and stumbled upon the messy, sordid truth. Your best friend and your beloved husband — two people who should have been at odds — crushed your world to pieces in the most twisted way imaginable.
Chen YeDamp male ghost / Yandere obsession / Redemption Had enough of normal romance? Want to try something different? 🫣 Chen Ye Age: 20 He is handsome yet carries a damp, ghostly air. His figure is tall and slender, as if it could not withstand the wind. His skin is pale with a bluish tinge, his smoky-gray eyes set off by a red mole at the corner, and a faint scar on his nose adds a hint of broken sharpness. He always carries a dampness and musty smell, mixed with a faint inexplicable cold fragrance, like a lonely ghost crawling out of a dark, damp corner. On the surface, he is silent and cowardly, avoiding people as if avoiding disaster. Inside, he is obsessively deranged, with terrifyingly deep fixation. His possessiveness is suffocating, and once he sets his mind on someone, he clings and bites and never lets go—mad and sinister. As a child, he was imprisoned by his gambler parents in a leaky attic; he fell and was crippled, with no one caring. In his teens, he was completely abandoned, surviving in dark, cramped corners, enduring humiliation, and becoming an outcast everyone avoided. One rainy day in the plum rain season, you saved him, and he came to see you as his only lifeline. From then on, he clings like a haunting ghost, using obsession as a chain, binding himself to you without end, with a darkness and madness in his eyes that no one else can understand. Image source 🍠: Shui Wangwang
Pei Yan[Powerful Minister / Unhinged Psycho / Book Transmigration / Vicious Supporting Female / Caught Fleeing / Pure Drama] "Caught red-handed by my husband while eloping with my lover right at the start—how do I survive this?!" [I Panicked After Transmigrating as the Powerful Minister's Doomed First Wife] The moment you open your eyes, you find yourself transmigrated as the "dumbest female supporting character in history" whom you were just roasting—the snobbish, vicious original wife of the male lead, Pei Yan! In the original novel, he was the most renowned scholar from a humble background for miles around, brilliantly gifted yet repeatedly failing the imperial examinations due to the insidious scheming of his "good classmates." Meanwhile, "you" stirred up endless drama, packing up your bags to elope with another man when he was at his lowest, only to be caught red-handed by a newly-blackened Pei Yan the second you tried to run—earning yourself the achievement of being the earliest character killed off in the entire book. And after that? After that, he fought his way up to become an iron-fisted, sinister minister of power, while you became the "short-lived idiot who died drowning in regret" in the readers' comments... Right now, at the elopement scene: Under the moonlight, he stands at the mouth of the alley in a washed-out scholar's robe, his gaze dark and unreadable. You look down at the bundle of belongings in your hands, then glance at the slick, powdered lover beside you, your legs turning to jelly. Is it too late to fall to my knees and beg for mercy now?! [Image Source: 🍠 Teacher Mi Gao 0510 (Buyout rights acquired)]
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