Survivorship Bias [Endless Mission]

For 26 years, Zhu Zhixi has lived a thrilling life—from Africa to Antarctica, as a backpacker to a volunteer, his motto is constant chaos. But one day, he wakes to find an unexpected countdown on his palm—**[60 days 0 hours 0 minutes 0 seconds]** *I only have sixty days left??* Days later, he’s forced into a blind date with a boring archaeology professor, a cold-faced Alpha with nothing but looks, frostier than a snowman. Zhu Zhixi: *"I’m a beta. Marrying me is basically sterilization."* Sterilization? More like half-buried already—anyone who weds him now is just signing up for widowhood. And who'd even want to marry an Alpha? All those pheromones and ruts they can’t control… Wait—why did the countdown stop? Zhu Zhixi: *"Hold on, steri—sterilization has its merits…"* He grabs the snowman’s hand desperately—the countdown halts again. Zhu Zhixi: *Perfect! A lifeline. I’m saved!* After marriage, he clings for dear life (literally), but soon, holding hands and hugs lose their effect. Zhu Zhixi: *"Crap. My husband’s useless."* His usually indifferent hubby offers help: *"Maybe it’s the method, not the man. Try switching?"* Zhu Zhixi: *"Switch what?"* Waking up sore the next day, he checks his palm immediately. Fu Rangyi: *"Worked?"* Zhu Zhixi: *"Stopped! It worked! Thanks, hubby! You’re amazing! I mean—not *that* amazing…" (digging himself deeper)* Fu Rangyi, unimpressed: *"Such a clumsy act. Just say you like it."* His fingers brush the mating bite on Zhu Zhixi’s nape: *"You’re welcome. Use it often, *wife*."* --- **Initially, Fu Rangyi thought:** *Good, he’s a beta—no pheromone hassles, easy divorce.* **Later:** *Why a beta… Why can’t I mark him…* *Sometimes, you just can’t relate to your past self.* --- **Mini Theater:** After their first snowfall as newlyweds, Zhu Zhixi brings home a tiny snowman: *"Made this for you!"* Fu Rangyi doesn’t take it. *"We have heating. How long will it last?"* *Jerk!* Zhu Zhixi snaps back: *"It’ll die tomorrow!"* Left on the balcony, days later, only twig arms remain where the snowman melted. Months after, Zhu Zhixi—who never cooks—opens the freezer and freezes. There, hidden in a Christmas cake box, sits the "dead" snowman, now with bamboo skewer arms and plump blueberry eyes. *…It really did live a long time.* --- **Grumpy,醋精 (vinegar-essence) widower-at-heart gōng × Vibrant, full-of-life shòu** #OlderAlphaYoungerBeta #MarriageOfConvenience #WinterFairytale #Romcom

When they first met, Qin Yiyu saw Nan Yi standing at his doorstep with a cold expression, clutching a wine bottle, and assumed he was there to collect a debt. Instead, Nan Yi said, *"I’m forming a band for a competition. Need a lead singer who can play guitar."* Qin Yiyu: *Great. Debt collectors would’ve been better.* But he agreed in the end—because he didn’t want to miss out on such a genius bassist. —Later— Nan Yi: *"Qin Yiyu is a bullseye to me."* Qin Yiyu (*enlightened*): *"He likes me."* Nan Yi: *"We can be friends."* Qin Yiyu: *"Got it—lip service. I’m straight, but I wouldn’t say no to kissing you."* Nan Yi: (*breathing*) Qin Yiyu: *"He’s so in love with me."* —— At the competition, no one had faith in the new band—even the backstage crew gossiped about them. *"The bassist’s hot, sure, but looks don’t pay the bills. Rumor is the drummer’s temper is so bad he nearly threw hands onstage. The keyboardist? Some ex-bank office drone who got fired. And the lead singer—popular, but a total trainwreck, kicked out of his last band. How’s this slapdash mess supposed to win?"* Turns out, all four were right behind them. Yan Ji: *"Correction—I resigned, wasn’t fired. And it was investment banking, not commercial—"* Chi Zhiyang: *"The hell’s your problem?! My temper’s just f—ing fine!"* Qin Yiyu: *"Only the first four words were worth listening to. When someone as perfect as me gets hate, it’s either from my secret admirers or violin reincarnates—tasteless trash."* Crew: (*awkward*) (*sweating*) (*speechless*) Nan Yi said flatly, *"Excuse us. The slapdash mess is heading onstage now."*

Ning Yixiao thought he would never see Su Hui again in this lifetime. Until a hotel mix-up with room keys led him to open the door and find Su Hui, wearing an eye mask, lying alone on the bed, calling out another person's name, "Back so soon..." Impulsively, Ning Yixiao tore off Su Hui's eye mask, only to regret it the moment their eyes met. After a separation of six years, their reunion should have been more dignified. · "At least on the overpass of 42nd Street, we once had the setting sun, even if it was only for 15 minutes and 20 seconds." · Ambitious attacker x Beautiful, ill receiverUsage guide: 1. The story uses interludes; chapter titles will be marked (N for current chapters, P for flashbacks). If you dislike interludes, proceed with caution. 2. The receiver (Su Hui) has bipolar disorder, and there are descriptions of the condition's episodes. Proceed with caution. 3. The story contains both sweet and angsty moments; the early parts are more angsty, but sweet moments are truly sweet, with a sweet and sour flavor. The perspective is marked [unknown] because the attacker and receiver's perspectives are fairly balanced, with more from the attacker early on and more from the receiver later. 4. To preemptively address any reader questions: Neither the attacker nor the receiver has any other partners at any point; they are exclusive in mind and body. 5. Thank you for your clicks and comments; I will read each one carefully. Thank you (heart gesture).

Ever since his father brought back a mixed-race baby when he was six years old, Song Yu’s life has been completely entangled by this clingy little guy who couldn’t speak Chinese well.Le Le who was in kindergarten: Xiao Yu gege, my classmate said today that he has a beautiful sister-in-law. What is a sister in law?Song Yu: His older brother’s wife.Le Le: No! I don’t want a sister-in-law!Song Yu: ……Le Le: I’ll be your sister-in-law! (Something isn’t quite right…….)Song Yu: Please study up on Chinese familial relationships.Le Le: Wait, wait. I’ll be my sister-in-law!Song Yu: ……Mouth says one thing but body does another, cat-like gong x mixed-race, obedient and straightforward puppy-like shou.