都市异闻 Novels

Introduction: Jiang Zicheng has possessed a special ability since childhood: whenever he makes eye contact with a person (or animal), he has three chances to see that person's future. With this skill, he navigates the entertainment industry smoothly, avoiding numerous risks. His debut film was a niche art film that unexpectedly won the Golden Lion Award for Best Film. When promising film projects couldn't secure investments, he took a trip to the horse racing track and came back with a bundle of cash. He casually invested in a restaurant, which expanded its branches all over within two years, making a fortune. One day, at a dinner party, Jiang Zicheng met a key figure in the industry, who was also destined to become his future boss. Eye contact... ... Huh??? In the future he saw, why was he kneeling at the man's suit pants, pitifully begging to be spared? Instructions for Using the Foresight Ability: 1. Eye contact must be held for ten seconds. 2. The content seen is random. 3. Each person/animal can only foresee three segments of their future. 4. The ability cannot be triggered through lenses (including contact lenses and colored contacts). 5. ...?

Art student Jiang Xiaoyu encounters something bizarre: At a secondhand furniture store, the owner gifts her an ornate canopy bed filled with ancient Eastern charm. The bed is exquisitely crafted, featuring an arched moon gate with intricate carvings and eerie, ghost-like patterns covering its surface. Leaning in, she catches a faint whiff of agarwood. Jiang Xiaoyu runs her fingers along the carved motifs, tracing the delicate, winding floral designs—until she reaches the end, where several oddly shaped characters abruptly come into view: **Jiang Zuidong** **Li Yan**

I’m home alone, planning my escape. My newlywed husband has gone to work. But I know the truth—he hasn’t. He’s outside the door, crouching at the peephole, watching me all day long. At 5:25 p.m., he’ll push the door open, pretending to have just returned from work, smiling at me and saying, “Ah Zhen, work was so exhausting today. I missed you so much.” I must escape, because "he" isn’t just impersonating my husband—"he" isn’t even human! Now, I have three plans… *The synopsis has been archived via screenshot.* (A self-indulgent work that may not suit fans of pure fluff. If you feel uncomfortable, please run away.) (All character names, locations, and institution names in this story are fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental, purely coincidental, purely coincidental.) --- (The synopsis has been archived via screenshot.)

The physical book of "Abnormal Seas" has been published; "Abnormal Seas 2: Like an Abyss" is now complete, welcome to read. On the day the Crisis Office's Mental Adjustment Division officially established, staff member Xie Zijin decided to spare no effort in ardently pursuing his ex-boyfriend, Qin Ge, who seemed to have lost his memory. Division head Qin Ge also decided to spare no effort in first cleaning up the overload of obscene thoughts in Xie Zijin's brain. ******** Embrace me, forming a whirlpool Twisting gravity, churning waves ——《Whirlpool》 ******** 1. A story of mysterious tales + suspense, with episodic plots + main storyline, set in a fictional background, featuring various "special humans" as the main characters; 2. Smooth-talking Sentinel x Annoyed Guide; 3. "Sentinel" and "Guide" refer to a certain type of special human in the story, not the current definition of sentinels and guides; both possess a spiritual animal form. 4. This story will be a mix of serious nonsense (involving some psychology and psychiatry content); in the world of this story, all concepts are real; 5. The story has no relation to real seas; here, "seas" refers to the spiritual world inside the minds of sentinels and guides. **Bold: Readers using the app, if you find a chapter appears "locked," please exit the app and try opening it again. It's a bug in the app.** [[[This story will become premium on October 11th, and I hope to see everyone afterward, happily chasing updates and laughing together in the comments~]]]

The affluent district of U City is like a resplendent deep-sea pearl oyster—within its shell lie rare delicacies, glittering treasures, as well as grime and filth. The shantytown where Zhu Weixing lives is that most unsightly stain. Just a street away, yet a world apart. From childhood, the poor yet strikingly beautiful Zhu Weixing was rebellious, selfish, materialistic, and vain, pulling every trick in the book to climb the social ladder. But instead of soaring to the heights, he nearly destroyed himself. The moment he fell from that high-rise, Zhu Weixing finally understood—what separated him from that world wasn’t cunning or audacity, but fate itself. That fall robbed him of his memories, made him stronger—and straightened out his 20-year-long gay identity. But fate? It took a twisted turn. ——————————————————— Possessive, sadistic, volatile, split-personality top × responsible, cold, stoic, straight bottom Jiang Yi (top) × Zhu Weixing (bottom) Supernatural suspense, slow-burn Serious drama, melodrama, old tropes—no sugarcoating poverty.

The Lost Cultural Relics Recovery and Management Committee, a branch under the National Museum’s Cultural Restoration Center, has recently encountered several headaches: 1. The artifact collection device they manage has stopped functioning properly. 2. The new device administrator spends all his time secretly observing a certain temp worker, showing little enthusiasm for his job. 3. To motivate him, they tried matchmaking him with the temp worker—only to be sternly rejected. 4. After the rejection, the temp worker issued a death threat to the committee’s director. Furious, the director insists on assigning the temp worker and the administrator as a permanent special task force—no separation allowed.

Ruan Qiuping had to see someone every day. At their first meeting, that person was just a short, quiet child who seemed to have autism. Later, they met again at a luxurious banquet. The main door opened, and the cold sound of a cane echoed. Everyone fell silent. At the center of attention was a man. He was dressed in a black suit, wearing thin gold-rimmed glasses, and holding an expensive cane with white gloves. His face was calm and dignified, as if a single gesture from him could make everyone hold their breath. The sound of the cane stopped in front of Ruan Qiuping. The man removed his gloves, and his slightly cool fingertips gently wiped away the smudge at the corner of Ruan Qiuping's lips. He whispered, "Ruan, you promised to buy me candy." ...Yu Huan saw that man every year. He appeared once a year, though it was never known on which day he would suddenly show up. So, Yu Huan prepared himself every day to be at his best. He waited eagerly. Yu Huan: 365 days a year, one day to see you, 364 days preparing to see you. Ruan Qiuping: Your year is just a day to me.

Yin Ren once faced three choices: A faction offered blood sacrifices, demanding he unleash his malevolent aura. An organization activated a spiritual contract, urging him to mete out divine justice. Then there was a concerned citizen who immediately called the police, reporting him for carrying a controlled blade and kindly inviting him for a chat at the station. Millennium-old calamity · Mr. Yin: "Thanks, but no thanks. Just broke free from the seal, freshly back in the mortal realm—all I want is to laze around. I pick option three." Acting dumb, cowardly, and pitiful? Piece of cake. Guardians of peace VS the laid-back King of Annihilation. Ready or not, here they come—

System: "Every 1 point of satisfaction from a diner extends your life by 1 hour." Liao Chu, critically ill and waiting to die: "Then I'll try living a couple more days." Several days later: A video of tossing coins for prayers suddenly goes viral online. Netizens: "After throwing coins into airplane engines, are people now targeting restaurants too?" Locals: "That's the famous wish-granting restaurant in town!" "Tested it myself—got a promotion and a raise. Feels amazing." Liao Chu, desperate to survive: "Just an ordinary little eatery..." Before he finishes, a diner rushes in, shouting, "It worked! I won the lottery—5 million!" Netizens: "...Step aside, it's my turn!" Alternate Synopsis: Meant to be a humble restaurant owner, but ended up a "miracle-bringer"; Meant to stay single, but inherited a lively niece instead; Meant to... Hey, teacher over there, wait—want to stay for dinner? Master Chef (Top) × Gentle Kindergarten Teacher (Bottom) A heartwarming tale of food and parenting! A healing slice-of-life novel about wounded souls mending each other.

University teacher Shen Chunlan, new to the job, quickly receives a bold confession from a student in his class. Rao Xinghai: "Mr. Shen, I like you. I’m going to pursue you." Shen Chunlan: "Did you pass CET-4? If not, don’t talk to me." But the troublemaker in class isn’t the only one. Shen Chunlan swings daily between "Young people are so cute" and "Young people are such a hassle," drafting and deleting resignation letters. Rao Xinghai: "I’m the most well-behaved." Shen Chunlan: "Shut up!"

Song Li thought he might be the unluckiest deity in the world. The day the earth shook and mountains trembled, it woke him from his slumber. For the first time, he left the wilderness and came to the city. A god with no family or friends, utterly alone, struggled to fit into society and earn a living. He worked at a barbecue joint, then as a waiter in a nightclub. Every time exhaustion overwhelmed him, the deity would log into an app on his shabby phone and ramble nonsense into a virtual message in a bottle. Over time, Song Li gained a nonsense-fueled online friend. Song Li: *So tired today. At work, a customer kept thinking I’d steal from him. I got angry and called the cops—turns out they found several pounds of drugs on the guy.* Online Friend: *The world’s full of idiots. Even ghosts have higher IQs than these morons.* Song Li: *Had cake tonight, courtesy of the police. I tipped off their vice squad while working at the nightclub. They said they’d give me an award. The award doesn’t matter, but the 20K bonus sure does.* Online Friend: *This damn weather. Even my ghostly aura can’t block out this garbage sun.* Song Li: *Found 5 million in hell banknotes today!* Online Friend: *Pissed! Lost exactly 5 million in hell banknotes today!* Song Li: *…Huh?* Online Friend: *…What?* * An optimistic deity is always blessed with good luck! Later, Song Li ended up featured on national TV, accidentally appeared on a cultural program analyzing antiques, and became wildly famous! Yet, the deity stayed true to himself, still sending nonsensical messages to his online friend: *Today at an antique exhibition, I met a real ghost—like, an actual ghost! I caught him, and now he's bawling about how his boss will come save him!* Two minutes later, the Ghost King, looking irritated, shoved a stack of hell banknotes at a bewildered Song Li: *"Bail!"*

An invincible, hilarious CEO top X a ruthless, strategic wife bottom: the Three Realms’ most notorious couple’s record of scams, infamy, and shameless PDA. Special Investigation Team leader Lu Xingzhou, mighty and peerless in power, devotes himself to serving the people—neglecting his personal life. "Romance slows me down from saving the world." Until Shi Yinyu reappears before him. "And you wasted my whole life." Some seem fierce slaying demons, but behind the scenes, they’re forced to whisper sweet nothings. Others seem down on their luck, but secretly, they’re happily coupled—even owning both cats and dogs. CP: Shi Yinyu X Lu Xingzhou A top-tier drama queen top overflowing with positive energy X a motor-mouthed, devastatingly handsome bottom.

The power of wishes stems from the obsessions of others. "What is your wish?" Afflicted by a terminal illness, Jun Xijiu must rely on the power of wishes to sustain his life. Along the way, he encounters diverse people and experiences, making his days increasingly lively and intriguing.

There is a demon hiding among humans.His name is Ye Xiyao.A recent college graduate, currently job-hunting.On the surface, he looks no different from an ordinary human.And yet, the demonic power leaking from him is alarmingly strong.The Alliance Bureau of Supernatural Security has classified him as an SSS-level threat—a severe potential risk to the harmony and stability of human society.Xing Shu, the strongest exorcist of this century, lives by one ironclad rule when it comes to demons:eradicate on sight.Assigned by the Bureau, Xing Shu goes undercover and infiltrates Ye Xiyao’s life—by becoming the direct supervisor at Ye Xiyao’s internship company.Xing Shu deliberately places Ye Xiyao’s desk inside his own office.He “coincidentally” runs into him before and after work,leveraging every possible advantage of timing, location, and circumstanceto maintain 24-hour surveillance.The moment the demon reveals a flaw,Xing Shu will execute Ye Xiyao without hesitation.Ye Xiyao has a secret.To protect it, he rarely forms close relationships and usually keeps to himself.But recently…he made a friend.His new friend is named Xing Shu—who also happens to be his boss.He looks scary,but is actually very gentle and considerate(at least, that’s what Ye Xiyao thinks).Tall, handsome, and an amazing cook(also—only Ye Xiyao can testify to this).Ye Xiyao treasures this friendship deeply.So he decides to come clean about his secret.That day, Xing Shu suddenly seeks him out, saying he has something important to tell him.Ye Xiyao speaks first.“I also have something to tell you.”Under Xing Shu’s stunned gaze,a small tail grows from behind Ye Xiyao—curling timidly around Xing Shu’s wrist,just as shy and nervous as its owner.Ye Xiyao says softly,“Actually…”Xing Shu thinks:I know. You’re a demon. A powerful, vicious one that poses a grave threat to human society.Ye Xiyao:“I’m a succubus.”Xing Shu:“…I already knew, but—”Xing Shu:“…Huh?”#Wait, there’s a deal like this?#Hold on—do succubi even count as demons???In the early stages of the mission, Xing Shu faithfully records daily observation logsto analyze the weaknesses of this SSS-level demonand uploads them to the Bureau.[Observation Log: Demon Ye Xiyao][Physical Traits]Excessively high body temperature. Skin too pale. Unusual eye color.Lips extremely soft.(Last note crossed out.)[Habits]Afraid of the cold. Sleeps a lot. Dreams frequently.Not a picky eater. Good appetite.Eats very nicely. Sleeps without kicking off the blanket.Needs to be held for warmth when it’s cold.[Threat Level]Demon conceals himself well. No aggressive intent observed so far.Note: Bites hurt quite a bit.[Warning]Demon will use every means necessary to seduce humans!Note: Hah. A clumsy, insignificant trick.…At some point,Xing Shu stops submitting the logs altogether.One day, the Bureau Director finally contacts him.“You’ve been observing him for a long time. When do you plan to act?”In the midst of a raging snowstorm,Xing Shu carefully wraps a warm scarf around Ye Xiyao’s neck,pulls him securely into his arms,and then replies:“Mission canceled.”Director:“?”Xing Shu:“I defected.”#What kind of ‘strongest exorcist’ is this#That’s the strongest lovebrain, isn’t it?!

A soft bun’s path to rebellion—the protagonist starts off weak and meek. Fang Yiyi, an unlucky college student caught in the whirlpool of campus bullying, is pushed into the haunted dorm room 404, where she meets the lingering ghost of a vengeful senior. Every night, the doors and windows of room 404 seal shut, blocking out the moonlight as eerie gusts of wind swirl inside. Slumped over a battered desk, Fang Yiyi stares blankly at the red liquid dripping from the ceiling lamp, pooling onto the floor beneath her feet, the faint scent of blood lingering in the air. A pair of icy hands, serpent-like, slither around the back of her neck, coiling tight, chilling her to the bone. The oxygen thins, her breath stolen. A hollow whisper murmurs in her ear: "Aren’t you afraid?" Fang Yiyi gives a sluggish smile. "You’re not as scary as them." After a long silence, the ghost replies, "I don’t believe you. Take me to scare them." Fang Yiyi: "..."

Ke Su once played a single-player game called Ancient God Simulator.He cleared it flawlessly and ascended as the final Ancient One.One day, he woke up——and discovered he had actually become an indescribable eldritch god.Worse, he’d just been summoned by a group of unknown lifeforms.Scene One“O Great, Supreme, and Benevolent Deity!Your faithful believers offer you sacrifice!”Ke Su stared at the ant-like creatures before him—blurry, pixelated things that looked like wriggling mosaics—and at the pile of incomprehensible junk they called offerings.“….”As someone with terminal-level germaphobia, Ke Su flipped the table.He swatted the “ants” that were contaminating his dining table.Afterward, the nauseating smear they left behind ruined his appetite for three full days.Excerpt from the Imperial RecordsYear 101 of the Empire of the MistThe Empire sacrificed one hundred thousand antfolk heads in an attempt to summon a god.Instead, they drew the attention of an Outer Void Deity.The Curtis Empire was erased with ease.On that day, all witnessed the descent of the Indescribable One.Violent astral winds howled from the abyss beyond the heavens.The god uttered meaningless, corruptive murmurs that drove mortals mad.Then the deity gazed upon the empire…and extended a limb from the endless void.It was a colossal, malformed mass of flesh.Five twisted appendages writhed across its surface, crushing all life beneath them.Countless antfolk were reduced to warped pulp.Even a thousand years later, within the forbidden ruins of the fallen empire, their wails still echo.It was the punishment of that which cannot be described, cannot be seen, cannot be touched—a warning that mortals must never trespass upon the realm of gods.Scene TwoOne day, bored out of his mind, Ke Su started playing Snake.He focused for an entire day, cleared the game, and unlocked the achievement:Devourer of Worlds.He smugly concluded that he truly was a gaming prodigy.He did vaguely wonder why tiny pixelated figures were running around the snake in apparent panic.But he was sleepy.So he logged out.Leaving behind only the serpent coiled around the game world.The Vol of Graystar never believed in gods.They prided themselves on technology and magic, scorning divine superstition.Until that day.The sunlight vanished in an instant.Fear saturated the air.The Vol looked up——and saw a massive eye.A cold, vertical pupil reflected the dust-shrouded surface of Graystar.A serpent encircled the planet.The Devourer of Worlds.And from that day onward, it became the eternal nightmare of a civilization that denied the existence of gods.This is the story of a man who became an eldritch deity by accident—and, in utter confusion, keeps getting summoned across countless worlds, leaving behind terrifying legends in his wake.

I love my wife. After turning over a new leaf, I fell in love with him at first sight. He’s gentle, caring, polite. When I was pushed down the stairs, when I crawled out of an explosion, when I got run over by a car in front of our garage, he was always there in the hospital, watching over my oxygen tube. So, whether in life or death, I will always be with him.Managing a marriage is a learning process. I will not leave my wife. If he wants to go back to his parents’ home, I’ll cling to the car chassis and go with him. If he wants to be alone, I’ll turn invisible and coil up in the sewer.I’ll hide my tent**les, curb my habit of attacking people, tuck away my five extra eyes, and be a regular car mechanic, a good husband, and build a perfect marriage, giving him enough sense of security.This is the only thing I want to do in my peaceful remaining life. I think he knows he’s my wife since he has never denied it.

Fang Shiyi was born with an unusually yin constitution, making him a magnet for ghosts.Unfortunately for him, he's also been bound to an interdimensional forensic livestreaming system.No stream, no tomorrow.Every crime scene he investigates is broadcast live to audiences from countless other worlds. His viewers are anything but ordinary—judging by their usernames, they're all terrifyingly powerful beings. Strangely enough, they're also die-hard fans of Fang Shiyi, and their favorite pastime is helping him solve murders."Streamer! Look at those claw marks! I can smell that thousand-year-old white fox's pheromones all the way from my plane!"Fang Shiyi calmly writes in his notebook:Case #001 — Prime suspect: Thousand-Year White Fox."Streamer! Those two puncture wounds? Definitely escaped vampire bats from the Count's territory!"Case #002 — Prime suspects: Two vampires.With an astonishing 88.88% case-solving rate, Fang Shiyi quickly becomes a legend in the forensic department, earning a reputation alongside the department's most famous forensic expert. Together, they're known as the department's unstoppable duo.Then one day, he finally meets the man himself.The legendary expert curls his lips into a smile."So I heard you're naturally gifted at attracting ghosts?"Fang Shiyi instantly lights up, eyes sparkling."My idol! Does that mean I can attract you too?"A fiercely protective, ridiculously capable top × a seemingly aloof but secretly hopelessly dramatic bottom.For Fang Shiyi, solving murder cases is just a side hustle.Chasing his idol is the real full-time job.

Shen Tang and Xie Yaoling's first encounter was on a bustling overpass. She glanced at the sign beside them that read, *"Phone Screen Protector: 10 yuan each, Free Fortune-Telling,"* and muttered under her breath: "Nowadays, even blind folks are out here doing screen protectors?" Later, she discovered this "blind person" was actually… one of her *supervisors* after her career change. On her first day at work, Xie (the blind one) heard her voice and asked expressionlessly: "Your name?" Shen Tang blurted out in a panic: *"...Ruan Bai Tian!"* And then she found out this person was none other than the fiancée arranged for her by her grandfather since childhood. Shen Tang: *"..."* *Might as well just die.*

#There Is No Effect Without a Cause, Your Prince Charming Is Me# Kong Que has a white moonlight (unattainable love) and countless substitutes scattered across the globe—Fang Man is the 108th. Fang Man endures humiliation and bears a heavy burden— Secretary: "Mr. Kong, Fang Man has spent the whole night surrounded by surströmming (fermented herring) cans." Kong Que: "Did he admit defeat?" Secretary: "No. Fang Man ate all the surströmming!" Kong Que: "...?" Well, well. Man, you’ve caught my attention. Fang Man forges ahead under the weight— If he can gain 200 pounds in just a month, surely he’ll shatter Kong Que’s idealistic beauty standards for his white moonlight! But then— *Squish!* Kong Que: *face buried in chest.jpg* Oh no! Chubby me seems to have become even more appealing to this psycho—what to do?! Character settings: Thick-haired, steady Alaskan-type top (Fang Man) × Cultured psychopath, filthy-rich, insane beauty CEO bottom (Kong Que).