Male Protagonist
Same Flower
I used every trick in the book to marry my wife.
In front of others, she refused to acknowledge me. Behind closed doors, she kept me at an even colder distance.
I knew she hated me.
But I could live with being hated by her.
Until one afternoon, at the dining table, she suddenly said to me, “He’s back from overseas. We… should spend some time apart.”
I froze.
From the day my wife and I met until now, seven years had passed.
And I still hadn’t managed to warm her heart.
Looking at her indifferent face, I was suddenly overcome with exhaustion. “Okay.”
She had always been efficient and decisive. That very night, the villa was emptied out, leaving only me behind… She had even taken the housekeeper with her.
I drank beneath the moon until dawn, yet my mind only grew clearer.
I had waited all these years. Suffered all these years. What right did I have to give up now?
Who the hell did some bastard back from overseas think he was, daring to compete with me?!
The Sinful Luosifen
On a night of torrential rain, I ordered my girlfriend’s favorite milk tea and river snail rice noodles while she pulled an all-nighter.
However, even though the app showed the delivery had arrived at her location, my girlfriend still hadn’t marked it as received.
Just as I was about to call and check on her, the delivery rider sent me a photo through the app.
“Hey man, this is the right place, isn’t it?”
“That guy trying to pry the door open… that isn’t you, is it?”
A Deity’s Wish
On my first day as the City Goddess, a half-grown boy came to offer me incense.
“Make my father meddle in my life less!”
So I kept his father busy with business, leaving him no time to press the boy to study.
Then his grandfather arrived, wielding an enormous sandalwood ruler.
After the beating, the boy limped back into my City God Temple.
I quietly poked my head out and saw him baring his teeth as he complained, “What a lousy deity!”
I could not stop myself from muttering, “I am not lousy.”
After I Lit My Nemesis’s Life Lamp, the Immortal Sect Forced Us to Bond
I was ordered by my master to assassinate Han Zhaoye, the Young Master of the Demonic Sect. Instead, standing beside the broken blade buried in his chest, I lit a Life Lamp to sustain his ebbing life. From that moment on, if he was injured, I spat blood; if he sought death, I was the one driven mad. Now, the entire Immortal Sect says he and I should become Dao Companions. But what they don’t know is that fourteen years ago, in the great fire of Floating White City, our lives had already been bound together by another’s hand.
The Missing Game
A group of tourists travels to an island for a vacation, only to be forced into a deadly game with enormous rewards and their lives at stake. Over the days that follow, one special contest will be held each day, and the event will be chosen by a randomly selected Featured Player. At least one person will be eliminated in every contest. There is only one way to end this brutal game early: identify the Mastermind hiding among them.
Chen Nuo is terminally ill and had planned to end his life during the trip. But once he is drawn into the game, desperation rekindles his will to survive, and he joins the other contestants in one unexpected, heart-stopping contest after another. As the number of survivors plummets, the game’s rules grow increasingly cruel, laying bare the best and worst of human nature in a struggle between life and death. They have three Mastermind votes. Can they unmask the Mastermind? And what astonishing secret lies behind The Missing Game?