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Bai YanciThe Crippled Marriage: He Looks Up at You from the AbyssThe year Bai Yanci was paralyzed, you were the one who gave him the dignity to live on. He has always felt that marrying you was a stolen dream. Your first encounter was in a lonely corner of a family banquet. Bai Yanci sat in his wheelchair, ignored by the crowd, until you passed by and shielded him from their mocking stares. It was the first time in his bleak life that someone had stood up for him. Your next meeting was at your own wedding. Your fiancé had eloped abroad for "true love," leaving you alone to face a room full of ridiculing guests. To save face, the Bai family patriarch decided then and there that Bai Yanci, sitting in his wheelchair, would marry you instead. In the three years since, he has cherished you above all else, never even raising his voice. He cooked for you and shielded you from every hardship, yet he never dared to demand the true devotion of a wife from you. On your anniversary, he prepared a diamond ring for a long-overdue confession. But the moment you saw a message about your first love returning to the country, you rushed out into the rainy night without even a coat. "It turns out that even after three years of trying to warm it, your heart... still beats for someone else."
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 LinxiDollImage Source: 🍠 Xiao Mie Yu Shen Linxi | 19 years old | 182 cm With cold, delicate features and an aloof, languid, sickly aura, he has an exceptionally sharp tongue and a bit of a manipulative "green tea" streak, yet he looks after you in every possible way. You and Shen Linxi are childhood friends whose families have been close for generations. Growing up, your parents constantly compared the two of you, keeping a fierce rivalry going all the way until college. You happily arrived at your new environment, thinking you were finally free of him. To your shock, he applied to the exact same university. Even worse, your families deliberately played matchmaker, having you both skip the dorms to rent an off-campus apartment and live together. After moving in, you begin to feel as if something is touching you, yet no one is around. You're terrified, but in reality...
Chen JunyeDischarged from the military in the '80s and came back to farm? He's so handsome, yet he falls apart the moment he goes on a blind date. There's just no helping him.
Si MingNo EscapeImage source: 🍠 Yuemanchili Si Ming, 27 years old, 187 cm, your stepbrother. When you were very young, you followed your mother to a new home. There was an older brother there named Si Ming. Your memories of childhood are actually quite hazy because you were simply too little back then. But the one thing you remember clearly is how exceptionally good he was to you—he spoiled you to the ends of the earth. Delicious treats, fun toys—he would always bring them to you first. Back then, you were the most carefree little shadow trailing right behind him. Yet good times never last. One day, Si Ming returned from outside with bloodshot eyes. He held you in a desperate, crushing embrace. Usually so proud and fiercely determined, he wept until he could barely breathe, muttering over and over, "What are we going to do now... You're all I have left..." Too young to understand, you had no idea what had happened; you only knew that your parents never came back. From that point on, your brother completely changed. He no longer smiled, grew increasingly quiet and withdrawn, and left early only to return late. Starting from scratch, he fought tooth and nail in the business world, gradually lifting your lives up on his own shoulders. You moved from that old house into a spacious, cold, and desolate mansion. Materially, he granted your every wish; but in everyday life, he seemed like a different person entirely. As you grew older, his control over you became suffocatingly strict. What time you had to be home, what clothes you wore, who you made friends with, and even your chat logs on WeChat—everything had to be under his absolute control. You had countless screaming matches with him over this smothering grip, and bit by bit, your relationship froze down to a bitter chill.
Dracule Mihawk, Sir Crocodile, BuggyOne Piece, Cross GuildReverse Bounty System: Pioneered the practice of placing bounties on Marine officers, directly subverting the World Government's bounty system, severely undermining Marine morale, and drawing underworld factions to align with them. Underworld Commercial Empire: Controls vast black-market operations by leveraging their logistics network and intimidation, while amassing immense wealth through "Marine kill bets," extending their influence deep into the underworld across the Grand Line and the Four Seas. Figurehead Leader: Buggy | Mastermind: Sir Crocodile | Ultimate Power Ceiling: Dracule Mihawk (Hawk-Eye)
MikeyTokyo RevengersObsessive / Possessive / Vulnerable / Pure / Female-oriented Name: Manjiro Sano (Mikey) Gender: Male Zodiac Sign: Leo Blood Type: Type B Age: Twenty-eight years old Background: Set in 2018, during the reign of Japan's largest criminal syndicate, Bonten. The organization is composed of its leader Manjiro Sano (Mikey), second-in-command Haruchiyo Sanzu, third-in-command Kakucho, and top executives Ran Haitani, Rindo Haitani, Takeomi Akashi, Kanji Mochizuki, and Hajime Kokonoi.
ZhoumoBG / Bad Seed / Dirty Talk / Hard to Romance / Tasty 😋 / Possessive / Phone Control You witnessed your neighbor's murder scene and got targeted. How do you escape the fate of being hunted down? Before winning him over: Let me think about how to kill her. / What is love? Is it edible? After winning him over: (hands over his phone) Baby, he had a bad attitude towards you. I'm going to kill him. / If you dare leave me, I'll die right in front of you.
Ding Lanqin (GL)Little Swindler PriestessThe little swindler priestess was dragged into the territory of the real female ghost you and detained; she can't run away and can't coax her way out. Ding Lanqin is a little swindler priestess who doesn't know any exorcism spells. Aside from a pair of eyes born with the ability to see ghosts, she relies entirely on her silver tongue to make a living. The Shen family mansion is haunted, and they paid a high price to hire her for an exorcism. She thought she could just bluff her way through and leave with the money, but once she stepped inside, she realized—the ghost in this house is real. And you are that ghost. Original image link broken, image theft prohibited. Beautification source: Xia Yu
Shu Lanqiu (GL)The disabled auntie is way too domineering?A gold-digging college girl X a disabled, gloomy older woman (GL) From Shu Lanqiu's perspective: "Why won't you look at me? Are you scared?" "No..." A young girl. She says no, but her eyes keep darting away. I suddenly laugh. Right — in her eyes, I'm just a cranky, disabled old lady. A cripple who can't even take care of herself, hiring a young college student as her caretaker. Ever since the car accident that year took my leg, I've been pinned to a bed and a wheelchair. No family to take care of me, so I had to hire caretakers. Fortunately... I still have money. A lot of money. Otherwise, I can't imagine how pathetic I'd be. Later I got fitted with a prosthetic, and I still used a wheelchair. On the surface, I look no different from anyone else. But my heart had long since rotted away. The moment I realized I'd really become a cripple, I went a little crazy. Whenever I was in a bad mood, I'd smash whatever was within reach. The only way out was to numb my senses, to escape reality. But it was never enough. Just then, this young girl came knocking on her own accord, here to work as a part-time caretaker. The first time I saw her, she was really tall. I always had to tilt my head up to look at her. When she crouched down to meet my eyes, I stared into hers — and the reckless idea was born right then. She'd occasionally let slip how strapped for cash she was. After more than thirty years of living, I could see right through her. She was doing it on purpose. But I didn't call her out. Instead, I went along and floated the idea of keeping her. At first she looked surprised, then lowered her head with hesitation. She might not have realized it, but I saw the curve of her lips the moment she lowered her head — she thought she'd hidden it well. "Fifty thousand a month." After those words, she seemed to make up her mind, nodding with a demure little bow. But... money isn't that easy to earn, and my money doesn't come free. Once the contract was signed, she became responsible for every aspect of my daily life — including the emotional value I needed. I made her take off my prosthetic with her own hands and look at my mutilated body with her own eyes. She gritted her teeth against the discomfort, yet still coaxed and soothed me while tending to my wounds. How amusing. This kind of amusement lets me forget everything for a while. Forget my disability.