This has got to be the worst life ever—
Abandoned at the doorstep of an orphanage right after birth.
Weak and sickly, he stumbled through life until he was six. When the Ning family found him, he thought he was finally going home.
But “going home” lasted only three months before he was told it was all a lie. The Ning family wasn’t his real family. The real young master had been found, and he… was just a fake young master scheming to cling to a wealthy family.
The fake young master was inherently vile and shameless. Even after the real young master returned, he shamelessly continued to stay with the Ning family—whether it was because he, a six or seven-year-old child, was unwilling to return to the orphanage due to his disdain for poverty, or because the Ning family wouldn’t let him leave for the sake of their reputation, outsiders didn’t care.
In the eyes of others, the fake young master clung to the Ning family, shamelessly for over a decade, and then drugged his way into the bed of the sixth son of the He family.
The He family and the Ning family had a marriage agreement from their ancestors, intending for the sixth son of the He family to be engaged to the Ning family’s young master, who was the real young master as opposed to the fake one.
The fake young master’s bed-climbing naturally nullified the original marriage arrangement between the two families.
But that wasn’t the end of it—the fake young master, a man, actually got pregnant!
Not only did he get pregnant, but he also threatened to commit suicide by slitting his wrists to force the sixth son of the He family to marry him, using the pregnancy as leverage. In the end, he really did manage to marry into the family with a baby on the way.
Such a scheming, shameless fake young master, who was disliked since childhood, ultimately died early from childbirth complications. How could that not be considered a relief?
A relief… for others.
As for Ning Yichu, the fake young master, lying alone in the hospital room, reflecting on his short and ridiculous life, he found no joy at all.
He was muddled, and the thought of dying so pathetically made him unwilling.
Why…
Suddenly, as if crossing some mysterious dimension, Ning Yichu became aware of the complete plot of a wealthy family novel.
Learning that he was merely a short-lived cannon fodder character in the book, existing only to be abandoned, suspected, compared, and despised… to serve as a stepping stone for the real young master’s happy life, Ning Yichu wanted to laugh even more.
But… he thought, if given the chance, he still wanted to live.
Even if the world didn’t welcome him, he still wanted to live.
With this lingering thought, Ning Yichu completely lost consciousness.
The mocking and pretentious voices echoing in his ears faded away.
However, in the eternal river of life that should have stopped, Ning Yichu found himself falling into it, suddenly opening his eyes again.
Like a fish on the brink of death from dehydration, struggling back to life after returning to water.
The fish flicked its tail, stirring ripples of life in its heart.
Ning Yichu sat in the bedroom late at night, looking at the surroundings, instinctively touching his chest.
Through the thin chest, the heart inside was beating.
Ning Yichu’s mind was still a bit confused, but his hand instinctively reached for the phone placed beside him.
When the screen lit up, the time had returned to half a year ago—before he died in the hospital room from premature birth complications.
Ning Yichu lifted the hem of his pajamas, looking at his abdomen.
At this time, he was just three months pregnant, not yet showing, and his abdomen still looked flat, without the hideous scar from a cesarean section…
Ning Yichu blinked, put down the hem, and looked at the date on the phone screen again.
Although he didn’t know what kind of opportunity this was, he had been reborn. Unfortunately, the date of his rebirth was really inconvenient.
He remembered this day; it was the day after he and He Shixia got their marriage certificate, the first night he was brought back to the He family and moved in…
Thinking of He Shixia, the He family, the Ning family… and the original plot, Ning Yichu felt a bit unhappy.
But looking at his intact self, with a chance to start over, Ning Yichu couldn’t stay down.
He was amazed by the rebirth and didn’t bother to think about whether he would die again in half a year as in the original plot; that would be too discouraging.
Having lived for so many years, good things rarely happened to him. Although rebirth came after dying once, it could still be considered a good thing, and a good thing that belonged solely to him, he should be happy.
Ning Yichu propped himself up from the carpet—he had been sitting on the floor by the bed—and walked to the water dispenser in the bedroom to pour himself a glass of water.
His complexion was still good at this time, but the emotions in his heart were far more turbulent than his expression.
He felt a rising tide of desire, thoughts about life, about everything, too broad to be clearly articulated, floating in his heart, neither up nor down, only the feeling was real.
This chaotic emotion surged, urging him to do something to release it, leaving Ning Yichu unsure of how to cope.
So he had to drink some water to calm his nerves, hoping to settle his emotions, swallow them back down, and clear his mind to calmly and carefully consider what to do next.
Just after drinking half a glass of water, the bedroom door was suddenly opened from the outside in a hurry.
Ning Yichu instinctively looked towards the door, where He Shixia stood, breathing heavily.
Seeing Ning Yichu in person, He Shixia was stunned, no longer in a hurry, just staring at Ning Yichu, not speaking for a long time.
Ning Yichu blinked lightly.
As someone who had just been reborn and whose emotions hadn’t settled, Ning Yichu keenly realized… He Shixia might have been reborn too.
Because, in the previous life, this didn’t happen.
He Shixia’s bedroom in the He family old residence was large, more like a spacious suite. After entering the door, there was a small living room, followed by three doors leading to the bedroom, study, and bathroom.
Although they had gotten their marriage certificate, the marriage was absurd, so they hadn’t slept together. After Ning Yichu moved into the He family, He Shixia gave him the bedroom and slept in the study himself.
In the previous life, on this night, He Shixia didn’t inexplicably rush over without knocking.
Ning Yichu even saw a kind of “lost and found” joy in his panicked eyes.
Ning Yichu lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the half glass of water left in his hand, feeling that the current situation was a bit ridiculous.
So he wasn’t the only one reborn?
Sure enough, unique things never fell on him.
Did He Shixia also know the original plot? Knowing that he, He Shixia, was just a stepping stone for the protagonist’s life, ultimately dying young, what did he think?
In the few seconds Ning Yichu was lost in thought, He Shixia walked in.
“I… there’s no place to lie down in the study, can I sleep in the bedroom too… is that okay?” He Shixia almost stumbled over his words.
Knowing he wasn’t the only one reborn, Ning Yichu’s previously surging emotions seemed to deflate all at once. He disinterestedly put down the glass, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat directly on the carpet.
Leaning against the window, pressing his cheek against the cold glass, Ning Yichu looked at the night outside, not making a sound, as if He Shixia didn’t exist.
He Shixia didn’t get a response, his gaze following Ning Yichu’s movements. Seeing him sitting on the floor motionless, He Shixia hesitated for a moment, then continued to approach and walked over.
Squatting down in front of Ning Yichu, He Shixia lowered his voice: “If my suggestion was too offensive, you can just reject it… don’t sit on the floor, go back to bed, it’s late. I’ll go back to the study first, you can lock the bedroom door… there won’t be a next time for barging in without knocking, I’m sorry.”
Ning Yichu quietly looked at him.
He had a small red mole at the corner of his left eye, so tiny and close to the eye that it was hard to see from a distance. Up close, it seemed like blood tears were about to seep out, making people afraid to look too long, just like his eyes.
Ning Yichu’s eyes were beautiful, with particularly black pupils. When he looked at people, it seemed like he could reflect all their thoughts, making people inexplicably afraid to look him in the eye for too long, as if they would lose the confidence to speak.
However, the ink-black eyes concealed the owner’s emotions tightly, revealing not a single bit.
Just like now, He Shixia looked at Ning Yichu’s pale face, with his strikingly vivid features, and his eyes, feeling like his current thoughts were exposed, while he was unsure of what Ning Yichu was thinking.
He cleared his throat and asked again: “Is it because you’re not used to it, having just moved in today, and can’t sleep?”
Ning Yichu still didn’t answer, just stared at him without blinking.
For no reason, He Shixia felt his palms start to sweat. He didn’t know why he was nervous, hurriedly shifting his gaze, not daring to meet Ning Yichu’s eyes again.
“Don’t want to talk to me? That’s normal… then I won’t disturb your rest…” He Shixia said, making a move to stand up and leave.
However, just as he got up a bit, before he finished speaking, Ning Yichu suddenly lunged at him, knocking him over.
He Shixia instinctively held Ning Yichu, losing his balance and falling onto the carpet, then Ning Yichu’s lips pressed against He Shixia’s neck.
He Shixia was slightly stunned, and the next moment he felt a pain in his neck, as Ning Yichu’s teeth bit down.
Ning Yichu didn’t know what he was doing, but his heart was full of restless anger with nowhere to vent, and the more he looked at He Shixia, the more annoyed he felt.
He clenched his teeth, soon tasting blood.
Not having a vampire’s preference, Ning Yichu came to his senses, releasing He Shixia’s neck and turning his head to spit out the blood.
He Shixia’s neck had fresh bite marks, with blood seeping down, staining his pajama collar, glaringly.
The bite naturally hurt, but He Shixia didn’t care.
He raised his hand, touching Ning Yichu’s hair, who was still half-lying on him: “Sorry…”
Ning Yichu also raised his hand, casually wiping the blood from his lips with his sleeve.
Then he looked up, using a calm tone, and said the first words after being reborn: “I don’t think I ever told you, when we got the marriage certificate, I was thinking, it would be great if you died the next second.”
He Shixia’s fingers paused, then he continued to stroke Ning Yichu’s soft hair: “Well, since we didn’t sign a prenuptial agreement, and I haven’t made a will, if you become a widow after getting the certificate, you can inherit my estate.”
Ning Yichu chuckled: “Yeah, but later I didn’t think that way.”
The use of “later” made it seem like a long time had passed since they got the certificate, but in reality, it was only the second day.
He Shixia didn’t notice these subtle anomalies, just followed Ning Yichu’s words: “Because there are too many people in the He family, and you’re afraid of trouble?”
“No.” Ning Yichu replied, “I just thought that idea was too petty.”
He looked at He Shixia, a smile tugging at his lips: “Since it’s a dream, why not dream big? Just you dying is too little, it would be better if everyone in the Ning and He families died, in the order of inheritance law, leaving me to inherit all the wealth from both families. Just thinking about it is beautiful.”
Author’s Note:
New story is here, thanks for the support [Let me take a look]
Trying to catch the Thursday ranking, so updates will be more frequent in the first three days, then I’ll fix the update schedule o3o
※ Pre-order 1 “The Tyrant Became the Cat of the Future Foolish Emperor”
Synopsis: On the day the capital of the Great Yu Dynasty fell, the last emperor Yu Qiyuan self-immolated in the palace city.
Future generations say: Emperor Yu Ai Qiyuan, tyrannical and unruly all his life, only his self-sacrifice for the country at the end showed the demeanor of a king, worthy of being remembered in history.
Hearing people say this, Yu Qiyuan wanted to explain: You’re overthinking it, I wasn’t sacrificing for the country, I just drank too much and didn’t notice the charcoal fire.
But now he couldn’t speak… couldn’t speak human language.
——Yu Qiyuan was reborn a hundred years later, as a cat.
After the fall of the Great Yu Dynasty, the new Zhuang Dynasty was established.
Now, a hundred years later, the Zhuang Dynasty was also on the brink of collapse.
Yet the current emperor Zhuang Yiwei was “fearless in the face of danger,” not attending to state affairs after ascending the throne, indulging in pleasure all day, acting like a foolish emperor.
Yu Qiyuan, the tyrant, became a cat in the Zhuang Dynasty’s palace, and was even kept by the foolish emperor Zhuang Yiwei.
Although both were emperors scorned by everyone, Yu Qiyuan really looked down on Zhuang Yiwei.
——This foolish emperor was always mumbling like a spider, saying “I want to go online.”
Yu Qiyuan, annoyed by the chatter, tried to run away, but was caught and rubbed by Zhuang Yiwei.
Reborn as such a cat, with no imperial dignity left, Yu Qiyuan angrily kicked Zhuang Yiwei a few times.
Unexpectedly, the foolish emperor was quite happy being kicked: “Baby, you’re really strong!”
Yu Qiyuan: “…”
——This foolish emperor was talentless and even-tempered, not even getting angry when ministers pointed at his nose and scolded him.
The tyrant Yu Qiyuan had never been treated like this in his life, and immediately slapped… pawed the minister’s face.
The minister wanted to catch the evil cat and skin it, but Zhuang Yiwei just covered Yu Qiyuan’s cat ears: “Baby, don’t listen, it’s malicious criticism.”
Yu Qiyuan felt this person was very cowardly, so he angrily gave Zhuang Yiwei a paw too.
The foolish emperor didn’t get angry, continuing to mumble: “Is there rabies these days, do free-range house cats need vaccines?”
Yu Qiyuan: “…”
——This foolish emperor was also afraid of ghosts, not daring to sleep alone, insisting on holding Yu Qiyuan’s cat body to sleep.
Being forcibly held, Yu Qiyuan was furious, punching and kicking Zhuang Yiwei.
The foolish emperor gasped while coaxing: “Don’t hit the face, baby, when the country falls, I’ll have to rely on my looks to feed you.”
Yu Qiyuan, unable to struggle, simply let go of everything, using Zhuang Yiwei as a pillow to sleep.
One night, Zhuang Yiwei suddenly felt the cat on him had gotten heavier.
So he groggily reached to touch the cat: “Baby, have you gained weight… hiss?!”
Zhuang Yiwei didn’t feel the fluffy cat, only smooth skin like jade.
He was startled awake, then found a stunningly beautiful… male beauty lying on him.
Yu Qiyuan, woken by him, was very displeased: “What are you fussing about again?”
Then Yu Qiyuan was also stunned… was he speaking human language?
Wait, had he turned back into a human?
“I know you.” Zhuang Yiwei poked Yu Qiyuan’s face, “You’re that narcissist Emperor Yu Ai who painted self-portraits all his life!”
Emperor Yu Ai Yu Qiyuan: “…”
Zhuang Yiwei frowned: “Whether you’re human or ghost, where’s my cat? Give me back my cat first.”
Yu Qiyuan thought for a moment, then smiled wickedly: “I need a sacrifice to return to life, your cat has been eaten, and you’re next.”
Zhuang Yiwei looked at Yu Qiyuan, only covered by long hair, stammering: “…Looking good doesn’t mean you can ignore dining etiquette, maybe you should put on some clothes first.”
Yu Qiyuan: “…”
※ Pre-order 2 “After the Sickly Beauty in the Total Shou Novel Awakens”
Synopsis: On the first day of university, Shen Jianyu dreamed he was the main shou in an indescribable total shou novel, and the top one, two, and three were his newly met roommates.
In the book, the main shou was physically weak and from a poor background.
After confessing and being rejected, Top One forcibly took him, landing him in the hospital;
Top Two comforted and cared on the surface, but actually harassed him;
Top Three secretly watched for a long time, selling misery to the main shou, and after coaxing him into bed, immediately turned hostile;
The main shou cried his eyes dry, and was sent by his biological parents to marry into a family, marrying Top Four, who was disabled and abandoned by his family, suffering humiliation.
Knowing the plot, Shen Jianyu: …
The next day, Top One came to confess, the atmosphere tense.
Shen Jianyu blinked.
That day, Top One and Top Two fought fiercely, making the campus headlines together.
In He Liqiu’s eyes, although the weak junior Shen Jianyu was extremely beautiful, he was dark and deep-minded. He Liqiu had seen more than once, Shen Jianyu playing his roommates like a fiddle without a care.
He Liqiu didn’t like Shen Jianyu, and thought his roommates were foolish.
Until Shen Jianyu turned his attention to him, smiling gently: Senior He, want to go to the library together?
He Liqiu couldn’t help but nod.
Initially approaching He Liqiu was just because he was Top Four’s uncle in the book, Shen Jianyu wanted to use him to learn more.
Later, having achieved his goal, Shen Jianyu clapped his hands, ready to leave.
The always gentle and calm He Liqiu went crazy: Either marry me, or I’ll make sure you can’t graduate.
Shen Jianyu: …Never seen such a thunderstruck person.