成长 Novels

**[Aloof, reckless wolf-like younger x Soft, boneless vixen sister]** **[Aerospace engineer x Mysterious canary]** 1. If Yu Xi were weak-willed, her life might have stayed that way forever. A poor small town, a single-parent home, her mentally ill mother and grandmother dying young one after another, forced to live under her greedy aunt’s roof, and pushed to drop out and marry as soon as she turned eighteen. But Yu Xi smashed a beer bottle against her own forehead—she’d rather die than submit. Warmth trickled down her temple; she felt no pain, only dizziness. Later, she collapsed into a woman’s soft embrace. That woman had seductive peach-blossom eyes. 2. The day Yu Xi stormed into the pool hall in frustration, she never expected to meet such a woman in this shabby town. A fiery red camisole, pale lotus-like arms, a boneless waist—soft as the most delicate willow branch in early spring. She seemed out of place in the town, yet she barged into Yu Xi’s bleak life like a midsummer dream. But Yu Xi forgot one thing: dreams always end. **Highlights:** ① The age gap is ten years; romantic involvement only begins after the protagonist is an adult. ② Small-town + "caged canary" tropes—expect drama! ③ A story of awakening each other’s "desires and emotions."

In his previous life, Ji Shi didn’t study hard, ended up in a third-rate college after high school, and muddled through life. In middle school, he was his parents’ pride, admitted to the county’s only top high school. But the year he graduated, his parents were mocked, neighbors gossiped—scenes that stayed etched in Ji Shi’s mind years later. Luckily, he’s back—returned to the year of the college entrance exam.

At the press conference for Team China's first gold medal in PUBG’s international team tournament: [God Xia, was it you who appeared disheveled in God L’s livestream last night? Were you wearing his team jersey?] God L: Yes. Xia Tian: No. [After winning the All-Star match, God L spelled out "Xia Tian, marry me" with his recoil control on a wall during the global broadcast. What’s your response?] God L: He praised my "gunplay skills." 😏 Xia Tian: Tell him to fuck off. [I heard you and God L got close during training camp. Can you talk about how you first met?] Xia Tian: We met in a random match once... God L: He accidentally bonked me to death with a pan. This is the story of a hardworking internet café attendant rising under a great demon king's "guidance" to finally wrap himself in the national flag. "Locked eyes—confirmed, you're the one I want to snipe." 😉 "One day, I’ll be worthy enough to stand as your equal."

When Muxi encountered that female insect in the underground district, her body was covered in blood, a pathetic sight. Her heterochromatic eyes stared blankly at him, reminding him of his family’s prized cat. But no prized cat could ever be this filthy, could it? Muxi wanted to clean her up, so he bought her. [Gorgeous, aloof male insect (top) × Reborn, formidable, repressed loyal dog female insect (bottom)] Later, Muxi realized she was actually a ferocious beast—nothing like the prized cat he had imagined. Watching as she cautiously sheathed her claws and wings to crouch beside him, Muxi hesitated: Should he toss out this creature he’d raised and tamed himself? Shi’an turned her head. "My lord, are you really going to wear pajamas?" "Yes." Muxi kicked away the wing coiled around him and tightened his sash. Shi’an: "?!?!" Shi'an flexed her body, showcasing her robust muscles. "My lord, pajamas aren’t as warm as I am." Muxi: "…" That was undeniably true.

When Iris woke up, the world around him seemed completely different. First, his pet had a densely packed health bar floating above its head. Then, nearby objects gained strange names and descriptions. Even his own body had changed, and his current mission was to kill wild chickens running around the village entrance. Just some chickens? Piece of cake— **[Ding! Detected player’s White Magic affinity at max value. Your locked profession: Cleric!]** Iris—die-hard Black Magic purist, firm believer that White Magic is for weaklings: "......Huh?" Is it too late to delete this account and start over? --- Clerics—fragile, weak in combat. To most full-dive players, they’re just feeble healers and buff-bots. But then there was a cleric named Iris who dominated every leaderboard. Wielding purification in one hand and forbidden spells in the other, he held an undisputed top spot in the Abyss Battlefield’s kill count. To get the scoop on this "Light of Clerics," a reporter from *The Divine Chronicle* tailed Iris for three days— Day 1: Hidden among the White Church’s clergy, he watched as Iris accepted the Holy Son’s scepter, revered by the priests. Day 2: Infiltrating the Black Cult’s gathering, he witnessed Iris crowned with a thorny halo, surrounded by fervent worshippers. Reporter: ? What’s happening? Clutching two coronation red envelopes shoved into his hands, he couldn’t shake the feeling that this money was *way* too hot to handle. Would anyone even believe such an outrageous story if he published it??? Day 3: The game’s ultimate dungeon, *The Nightmare Tower*, officially opened— Legends spoke of a tower so high even dragons couldn’t fly over it, housing a world-ending demon. The reporter followed Iris to the dungeon entrance, camera at the ready, eager to document this historic clearing— Only for his target to turn around mid-shot and wave at him. "You’ve been following me so long—why not come inside for a visit?" With that, the player sporting both factions’ titles jingled a key and opened the black tower’s gates right in front of him. #NoneOfThisIsBroadcastSafe #DualFactionSaintTheory #KnowingTooMuchMightGetMeKilled #TheDungeonClearCondition?TheBossSaidStartByKilling1000Chickens

The gray sky stretches over endless ruins, cracked concrete revealing rusted steel bars. The slightest movement of the creature draws the vigilance of heavily armed soldiers—countless guns trained on it. Yet, unfazed, it slowly raises its skeletal wings. Rain falls from the sky, and beneath its wings lies a carefully shielded human. 01 has adopted a human. It thinks its human is adorable—it wants to spend its whole life with them! 01 takes a tiny step toward Ye Qing, causing the ground to tremble violently. It lifts a wing: Wan-na... pet... Midway through the motion, Ye Qing is sent flying six and a half meters by the gust from its wing. Ye Qing: Proof enough—it’s trying to kill me.

Zhao Baozhu is a promising young man from a remote mountain village. As the first scholar from Zhao Village in centuries to pass the provincial exams, the entire impoverished village pooled their resources to send him to the capital for the imperial exams, hoping he would rise to prominence and return gloriously one day. However, because Zhao Village was tucked deep in the rugged mountains of Shu, it took Zhao Baozhu three months just to leave the region. By the time he finally arrived, the bustling capital was already packed with scholars from all over. Stranded and alone, Zhao Baozhu wandered east and west, lugging his bundles, but couldn’t find a single inn with vacancies. Starving and weak, he stumbled upon a hidden alleyway with a grand vermilion gate. Summoning his last ounce of strength, he knocked—only to crash directly into a richly dressed young nobleman with striking features who emerged from inside. Dizzy with hunger, Zhao Baozhu blurted, “Innkeeper, please spare a bite to eat!” before collapsing. Ye Jinghua, son of the current chancellor: “…?” · When Ye Jinghua first met Zhao Baozhu, his strongest impression was of the hardships faced by ordinary people. The Ye family was illustrious, hailing from Gusu’s elite circles since the previous dynasty, with countless clamoring to serve them. As the chancellor’s son, Ye Jinghua belonged to the most distinguished branch, and the family gates outside Shenwu Gate were perpetually crowded with those seeking favor. Preferring quiet, Ye Jinghua chose a secluded residence to prepare undisturbed for the palace exams—yet somehow, someone still found him. Looking at the ragged boy clutching his robes, fainted on the ground like a refugee beggar from the south, Ye Jinghua felt a rare pang of sympathy. This scruffy little thing looks harmless enough, he thought. Who knows what cruelties he’d face out there? Why not take him in as a servant? The Ye family could easily afford another mouth to feed. And so, the misunderstanding took root. When Zhao Baozhu awoke the next day, he assumed he’d encountered a wealthy philanthropist—this “innkeeper” was not only handsome but incredibly kind, feeding and clothing him without charge, merely asking him to handle minor chores and assist with writing tasks. At month’s end, he even gave Zhao Baozhu money! Horrified, Zhao Baozhu pushed the silver away: “T-this isn’t right! A nobleman’s wealth should be earned honorably.” “Where’d you learn that phrase?” Ye Jinghua arched a brow, chucking in extra coins. “Buy yourself some sweets.” He mused that this clever child might even be worth educating someday. Then, on the eve of the metropolitan exams, Ye Jinghua set off fully prepared—only to stop baffled at the exam gates when Zhao Baozhu followed him inside: “Baozhu, what are you doing?” Zhao Baozhu blinked innocently. “Huh? I’m here to take the exams too.” Ye Jinghua: “…??!!” · At the palace exams, fortunes diverged. Unsurprisingly, Ye Jinghua claimed first place. But when he tried confronting Zhao Baozhu afterward, he learned the boy had already accepted an official post—as magistrate of some backwater county. A week later, an urgent missive raced from the Ye estate to Qingzhou’s magistrate office. Magistrate Zhao, sleeves rolled up amidst paperwork, squinted at the familiar handwriting asking after his wellbeing—then burst into tears. “Young Master Ye still remembers me! So kind!” His melancholy lasted precisely one second before flinging the letter aside and hurling a teapot at a cowering local gentry’s head: “Spit out the silver you embezzled, Chen, or I’ll send you to meet your ancestors—your mother won’t even need a coffin!” As the bloodied man kowtowed frantically, one thought screamed through his mind— This was no refined scholar. This was a bandit in magistrate’s robes! Other officials warned: Qingzhou’s full of wretched peasants. Magistrate Zhao scoffed: “Wretched? Ha! Ever been to my village?” —————————— Content Notes: 1. A calculating noble prodigy top× an unlucky but stunning peasant scholar bottom 2. Top spoils bottom; bottom’s stubbornness constantly exasperates top 3. Group-adoration trope 4. Contains political intrigue 5. Bottom is rustic yet breathtaking

As F University’s campus heartthrob, Liang Ruixi has always harbored a secret he dared not voice. His best friend and classmate—the Law School’s student union president, Zhou Yan… might have feelings for him. Liang Ruixi never dared to confirm it because Zhou Yan had a girlfriend, and he himself was a staunchly straight man. It wasn’t until three years after graduation that he learned Zhou Yan’s “girlfriend,” Xiao Zhi, had married another man—and Xiao Zhi’s close friend revealed they had never truly been together. *** *“In the long years of adolescence, the memories that made our hearts race, moved us, or brought us sorrow—those seemingly accidental moments—slowly shape us into beings distinct from others, making us unique individuals.”* —Epigraph *** **【CP】** Scheming & pure-hearted student union president (top) × carefree campus heartthrob (bottom) **【Notes/Tropes】** ① Slow-burn “straight to gay” romance. The bottom is not a virgin; before developing feelings for the top, he was purely straight. The story opens with his breakup scene with his girlfriend—dear readers sensitive to this, please steer clear. Many thanks! 🙇 ② One-sided → Mutual feelings **["The Meaning of Chance"]**: Those unexpected intersections in life that defy inevitability can lead to unforeseen transformations. **

Transfer student & campus badass—cool, untouchable bottom (Zhai Yao) Local top dog—cold, calculating yet straightforward top (Shen Heng) #This is the story of when two alphas collide... Zhai Yao transfers from one trashy school to another. On his first day, he leaves his classmates stunned. Pale, delicate, and lean, Zhai Yao looks nothing like the rumored fighter who could take on ten. Yet the moment he enters class, he strides to the back and kicks the desk in the corner, dropping his backpack. The boy reading there lifts his gaze, icy. "Problem?" Zhai Yao glances at the name on his textbook, raps the desk twice. "Shen Xing, right? Move." He doesn’t notice the deadly silence— Perfect. The new kid picks a fight with their school’s top brass on day one. The top dog smirks, stands, and backhands Zhai Yao’s bag into the trash. "Heng." ＊ Zhai Yao and Shen Heng become desk mates. Zhai Yao thinks his new deskmate is shady and pretentious—ruthless in fights yet always clutching a book. But when grades drop, they land as the class’s proud bottom two. Clearly, just a poseur. Until Zhai Yao stumbles into Shen Heng’s home and sees walls plastered with awards. Shen Heng, beside his grandpa with dementia, patiently answering repeated questions while cooking three dishes and soup with toned arms. He shoots Zhai Yao a cold glance. "Eat." Zhai Yao grins, leaning closer. "Damn, you’re domestic." Shen Heng’s gaze skims Zhai Yao’s pale neck before flicking away, ears tinged red. ＊ Zhai Yao once thought Shen Heng was pitiful— A fallen prodigy dragged into delinquency by life. So when Shen Heng pins him against the stairwell wall and locks the door, Zhai Yao smirks, playing savior: "Wanna kiss me? Crack the top 100 first." Shen Heng breathes unevenly, eyes dark. "If I rank first, can I fuck you?" [Cover art authorized^3^] [Guide] 1. Dual first love, 1v1; HE 2. No kissing before 18 3. Realistic tone, not pure fluff 4. Smoking is harmful; MCs quit later 5. Mutual redemption, growth, flawed characters 6. Story set in a low-tier high school; collective glow-up arc 7. Civil discussions welcome (✔), no hate (✖) 8. No cross-fic character mentions

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.

1. Chi Guizhou transmigrated from Earth to another world, but he had no idea what ABO was. Due to certain interference, terms related to the ABO universe were always censored or pixelated from the start. Unaware of the world's setting—a genuine ordinary person—Chi Guizhou: From daily life, it doesn't seem too different from Earth, but something feels off? For example: People here seem obsessed with spraying all kinds of weird perfumes. Chi Guizhou would also unintentionally pick up others’ perfume scents, even mixing them. Chi Guizhou: Don’t get it, but respect.jpg Yet sometimes, he’d receive inexplicably intense stares filled with complex emotions. Silently staring crowd: I knew it—this guy must be an Alpha/Beta/Omega! 2. During the school festival, various clubs aggressively claimed spots, deterring others with the辛辣 high-level Alpha pheromones saturating the best area. Chi Guizhou only smelled intense pepper spray. After a silent pause, he remarked kindly, “Hmm, pepper spray—creative way to claim space.” Crowd: “!” To remain so casual under such overwhelming pheromone pressure—Chi Guizhou must be an overpowered Alpha! 3. A friend reeking of floral scent suddenly fainted. Chi Guizhou took them to the infirmary and returned covered in the lingering fragrance. On the way, he ran into his longtime rival, who cornered him with a challenging yet ambiguous gaze: “Daring to wander campus reeking this much of Omega?” Pausing, the rival lowered his voice, husky: “Come here. I’ll reluctantly give you a temporary mark.” Chi Guizhou: …? Summer’s coming—want some floral spray against mosquitoes? :-D 4. Person A: “I know an Alpha with insane self-control. When President Su’s brother was drugged, Omega pheromones flooded the whole building, yet he calmly got them to the hospital.” Person B: “Tch, I’ve seen an Omega who straight-up beat up that legendary so-and-so. Sure, I hate that arrogant Alpha too, but I couldn’t handle his pheromones—yet that Omega just threw a punch—” Person C: “Pfft. The Beta I know is the real deal—unfazed by pheromone-induced mental assaults AND tangled with S-rank Alphas and Omegas.” Bystander: “Who are you all talking about?” A: “That incident that shook the Su family? Alpha Chi Guizhou saved them.” B: “Huh? The Omega who threw punches was also named Chi Guizhou.” C: “Wait—my Beta’s named Chi Guizhou too.” A/B/C: “…” Bystander: “? That many people share the name??” Bystander: “…Unless your so-called Alpha & Omega & Beta… are the SAME PERSON!?” —— This is an ABO world, but Chi Guizhou’s just a clueless ordinary guy—pheromones only register as smells to him, and he randomly picks up scents (duration varies). Thus, others— I thought you were A/O/B… BUT YOU’RE NOT?! Early Chi Guizhou: What’s happening? Later Chi Guizhou: Thanks, but no disguises/gender-swaps/dramas—just a normal guy.

Chu Ran tricked the Dragon Clan, stole their only drop of True Dragon's blood, and fled. The Dragon Clan was furious and issued a bounty for him. But it was useless— During his escape from the Dragon Clan's territory, a mishap in the teleportation array sent him straight to the cultivation world from ten thousand years ago. Semi-Saints were everywhere, Golden Immortals as common as dogs. What a tragic story—for both the Dragon Clan and Chu Ran...

The World Is So Big, Let Me Show You Around! The popular backpacking reality show *The World Is So Big* is now airing, starring none other than A-list actress Yu Naixin! But who is Ning Tang, the rookie paired with the goddess? A singer? Never heard of her. Fans drooling over their screens soon notice an inexplicable chemistry between the award-winning actress and the little-known singer—every frame looks like honeymoon photos. The singer’s Weibo followers explode overnight, with tens of thousands flooding her comments daily: “Did Milky Tang CP serve us sweetness today?” Reporter: *Do you think your sudden rise to fame is due to the show or your new song?* Ning Tang: *Yu Naixin.* Reporter: *...Let’s talk about your new song instead. Rumor has it this song was written for someone special?* Ning Tang: *For Yu Naixin.* Reporter: *...Why does even an interview shovel dog food into my mouth?!* Yu Naixin: *Good answers. Extra drumstick in your lunchbox today.*

The World Is So Big, Let Me Show You Around! The popular backpacking reality show *The World Is So Big* is now airing, starring none other than A-list actress Yu Naixin! But who is Ning Tang, the rookie paired with the goddess? A singer? Never heard of her. Fans drooling over their screens soon notice an inexplicable chemistry between the award-winning actress and the little-known singer—every frame looks like honeymoon photos. The singer’s Weibo followers explode overnight, with tens of thousands flooding her comments daily: “Did Milky Tang CP serve us sweetness today?” Reporter: *Do you think your sudden rise to fame is due to the show or your new song?* Ning Tang: *Yu Naixin.* Reporter: *...Let’s talk about your new song instead. Rumor has it this song was written for someone special?* Ning Tang: *For Yu Naixin.* Reporter: *...Why does even an interview shovel dog food into my mouth?!* Yu Naixin: *Good answers. Extra drumstick in your lunchbox today.*

She couldn't accompany her through the flames of the mortal world, but at least on the battlefield against death, she could stand by her side through life and death. Xiao Mu was a special police officer, living on the edge of danger, fighting through hails of bullets. Zhou Simiao was raised in luxury, her clear eyes untouched by smoke and war, her pristine hands untainted by blood. Their worlds couldn’t be more different, but nothing could stop them from falling in love. Special Police Captain vs. Wealthy Heiress—hand in hand, turning a thrilling romance into an enduring love.

◎Charming, reckless General Chi vs. cunning, delicate beauty Shen ◎Close proximity / Perfect match / Childhood sweethearts / Marriage / Sweet romance The Shen and Chi families are both military households, separated only by a wall. When General Chi whips his son into discipline, the crack of the whip carries clearly to Shen Qinghe, who sits beneath a peach tree soaking in the sun—her heart aching yet envious. Eldest Miss Shen has been frail and sickly since childhood, unable to practice martial arts. What she admires most is General Chi’s lively, rambunctious daughter next door, who climbs roofs if left unpunished for three days. Young General Chi, vibrant and full of energy, can’t stand the way Shen Qinghe gazes at her—soft, gentle eyes gleaming like water. A single glance from this delicate beauty burns like swallowing a fierce liquor, leaving a lingering fire that refuses to fade. At sixteen, matchmakers arrive at the Shen residence to arrange Qinghe’s marriage. Unwilling, she coaxes the young general to spirit her away on adventures—traveling hills and rivers, carefree and joyous. One night, Qinghe burns with fever. Chi Heng carries her desperately to the clinic, begging her not to fall asleep. Delirious, Qinghe leans limply against her slender shoulders, her voice hoarse as she teases half-jokingly, *"Promise you’ll marry me when we’re older, and I won’t sleep."Too afraid to upset her in such a state, Chi Heng nods eagerly: *"Fine, fine! As long as you recover, I’ll not only marry you—I’ll even have children with you!"* --- **Notes:** 1. Both take the lead (top), but due to Shen’s fragile health, she leans bottom. 2. Essentially, a frail beauty scheming to win over a young general—a story of companionship and growth. 3. Both heroines mature fiercely—no naive sweetness here. Plot and romance intertwine.

Luo Zheyu Part 2: This work is purely fictional. An agile, nimble black cat scaling walls and leaping rooftops. Delicate, frail willow branches swaying weakly. A cloaked figure wielding a scythe, like a skeleton risen from hell. ... When justice is served, can you still hold onto your beliefs? With a frail and sickly body prone to emotional and physical instability, when will the protagonist finally transmigrate into a healthy human? ... All worlds are fictional; readers may browse titles to select preferred arcs and skip undesired ones. Male lead has no romantic pairings. From Chapter 26 onward, there are ten inverted VIP chapters.

Back when the Ji family was at its peak, the young and reckless Ji Cen'an did no shortage of unscrupulous things. The most outrageous was using every means to pursue Nan Jia, who already had someone else in her heart—scheming step by step to make her his girlfriend, acting recklessly without realizing his own cruelty. At that time, Nan Jia was just a nobody in Z City—aloof, full of pride, lacking great ability. When bullied, she could only clench her teeth and endure with reddened eyes. Nan Jia resented her, hated her, looked down on her, and despised her most of all. Ji Cen'an remained indifferent, only growing worse and never repenting. Yet karma struck ruthlessly—the Ji family collapsed overnight, and Ji Cen'an fell from grace, left with nothing, so disgraced she nearly ended up begging on the streets. She went from a golden child to dirt everyone could trample on. Years later, when they met again, Ji Cen'an had sunk even further, unable to reclaim her past glory, while Nan Jia, the once delicate flower, now stood in her former position—Z City's most dazzling rising star, radiant, breathtakingly beautiful, and utterly out of reach. Nan Jia still hated her, couldn't forget, couldn't let go, obsession etched deep into her bones, impossible to sever. Ji Cen'an: ... Had she known this would happen, she should've had some morals back then. Formerly spoiled brat who acted shamelessly but is now down on her luck X Once repressed and restrained but now slightly unhinged older woman **[A toxic wife-wife duo ruining each other]** **[Now it's your turn to fall into my hands]** **[The story begins with a reunion—a tale of how a wealthy heiress, at the height of her arrogance, acted recklessly, only to be overpowered by the former "delicate flower" after her downfall.]** PS: 1v1, both protagonists are law-abiding citizens, and their relationship during their time together was genuine and consensual. There is absolutely no non-consensual/forced behavior between them—stay positive in our law-governed society.

*Key Points: 【Not an Overpowered Protagonist, but a Mechanic】** *The mechanic template and skills are based on the Female Mechanic from DNF.* As everyone knows, the conditions for a trashy underdog's comeback are: Heaven's Favorite → Talent Destroyed → Decline in Power → Fall into Worthlessness → Universally Despised → Engagement Called Off → Complete Loss of Face Coincidentally, Wen Yuncheng also happened to cross over and went through the exact same process. The only difference? Instead of receiving guidance from some grandmaster's soul, she got bound to a golden finger system calling itself *"The Rise of the Dragon Proud Heaven System."* Wen Yuncheng: But... I'm not a man. ... Facing the broken engagement, the system was ecstatic: Quick! Make them know that fortune ebbs and flows—never bully the young and poor! Wen Yuncheng: Even so, breaking off the engagement is for the best. After all, I'm a girl too! Entering the academy, she runs into her ex-fiancée again. The system rages: Look! That’s the woman who humiliated, abandoned, and dumped you! Go, slap her in the face! Make her regret it! Wen Yuncheng: 【Innocent.jpg】I was trash anyway—wasn’t breaking it off natural? Better than marrying her only to find out I lack a cucumber. System: She’s so arrogant—aren’t you mad? She looked down on you! 【Questioning Its Existence.jpg】 System: Are you *sure* you’re Dragon Proud Heaven?? Wen Yuncheng: ...Maybe I could be a Mary Sue? System: Child, wake up! ... Trash rises, salted fish flips, one star draws near another. By the time Wen Yuncheng realizes it, her ex-fiancée comes seeking her out again, sword in hand. That icy doll from back then now wears a stiff expression—only her faintly reddened earlobes betray her thoughts: *"Wen Yuncheng, let’s get married."*

**Qin Xiaoyou** is a mischievous child who runs across the river every day after school to visit **Mr. Li**, who lives in a small Western-style house. Mr. Li is a foreigner who enjoys drinking coffee, growing roses, playing the piano, painting, and teaching Xiaoyou foreign languages. Though the villagers keep their distance from Mr. Li, Xiaoyou adores him. However, a flood devastates the village, leaving countless families broken and displaced. Thirty years later, Xiaoyou awakens inside a strange coffin, his body still trapped in adolescence. Mr. Li stands beside the coffin, bending slightly as he extends a gentle hand. *"Welcome back, my little friend."* Freshly revived, Xiaoyou is hungry and thirsty—his fangs itching as he stares at Mr. Li's neck. Mr. Li softly pats his hair. *"A young one must learn patience."* *"I... I'm sorry... wuu..."* *"It's alright for fledglings to make mistakes. If you don't know, I’ll teach you."* *"Th... Thank you, Mr. Li."* *"Wrong. I am your Sire."* When a new vampire fledgling arrives at **St. Grigor Academy**, the elite are scandalized. Unlike refined aristocrats, this wild child is unruly and destructive—beating a noble student on his first day and summoning a parental reprimand. The entire school awaits the punchline. But when **Mr. Li** appears to claim his ward, jaws drop. How could this rural vampire’s Sire be... the **Blood King**? Xiaoyou has one goal as a vampire: grow up, marry Mr. Li, and conquer life! Other vampires scoff—*"Delusional! Turned vampires can’t mature further."* Yet later, Xiaoyou not only grows… but shoots up to **180cm**. Other vampires: *"..."* *What kind of atypical vampire is this?! Un-scientific!* --- **Western-France** is the ancient Blood King who has wandered millennia for an old covenant. Just as he doubts its existence, a clue guides him. Disguised as **Mr. Li**, he retreats to an isolated village, living leisurely—raising bats, tending roses, and babysitting a certain brat. But after the flood drowns the village, he returns to his castle with his Childe, offering shelter and nurturing his growth. Their covenant, however, has only just begun… **[Mr. Li’s true name: Western-France·Ordner·Li·Groe Xiaoyou’s vampire name: Spirit·Ordner·Li·Groe]** **★Reading Guide★** ① Dotingly cold top x mischievous bottom (1V1, sweet fluff). ② **Fictional lore!** Non-traditional vampires, heavy AU with steampunk/suspense. ③ The bottom **will** physically mature (slow growth arc: family/friendship first, romance later). ④ A decade-old concept—retro, campy, and wildly unhinged.