[GL Yuri] The Melancholy Young Lady's Overbearing Butler GL by Shimian [Complete]
Synopsis:
In the fifth year of the apocalypse, Xiang Changge died in a natural disaster.
When she woke again, she found herself inside an old-fashioned novel she'd read not long ago. There was also something in her mind calling itself a system, squawking like a mad thing.
Looking at the bright, sunny weather and breathing in the delicious aroma of food, Xiang Changge punched the air, enthusiastically devoured five airplane meals, then agreed to the system's so-called task of saving the female supporting character.
In this old-fashioned novel, the male lead had a fiancée who died young. Her family was fantastically wealthy, and money was the most useless thing in the world to her. But she'd never known happiness; melancholy was her natural gift.
After learning that the male lead was only kind to her out of guilt and a sense of duty toward the engagement arranged by their elders, she chose to step aside and let the domineering CEO male lead and the passionate, plucky heroine enjoy their beautiful love story.
But with nothing left in the world worth holding on to, she chose to leave it all behind on her twenty-fourth birthday.
Xiang Changge's task was to help the female supporting character regain her faith in life and live happily.
Having just been threatened by the system that she'd be "cremated" if she failed her mission, Xiang Changge smacked her lips, the taste of dried earthworm still lingering, and said, "That's it?"
System: "..."
A confident host, huh? Interesting.
Task One: Encourage the female supporting character to eat three meals a day on time.
At seven thirty in the morning, the butler, Xiang Changge, strolled right in as if she owned the place, hauled Yu Qing—who'd spent the night leaning against the bay window, gazing up at the sunrise at a forty-five-degree angle—over to a table set with forty-nine dishes, handed her a bowl of congee, then polished off the entire feast herself.
Holding her bowl and watching the woman eat with relish, Yu Qing somehow found herself taking a spoonful of congee. Then she suddenly realized something. "Didn't I lock the door? How did you get in?"
Xiang Changge said, "Oh, they taught us how to pick locks at butler school."
Yu Qing: "..."
Task Two: Help the female supporting character find joy in life.
Xiang Changge thought it over, then handed Yu Qing a contract the next day.
Thinking it was her resignation, Yu Qing took it and saw the title: [Wilderness Survival Season Two: Filming Rules]. Contestants: Yu Qing, Xiang Changge.
Yu Qing: "?!!!"
After a butler mysteriously appeared in her life, Yu Qing's days went like this—
Sitting alone in her studio, she looked at the melancholy painting she'd just finished and mocked herself. "As expected, melancholy is my natural gift..."
Suddenly, someone outside the door bellowed, "Melancholy Sis, time to eat!"
Yu Qing was so startled that her hand jerked, leaving a glaring streak of gold on the painting.
Yu Qing had played piano in the music room until the sky grew dark. Watching the last sliver of sunlight disappear over the horizon, she murmured, "I'm trapped in darkness. I can't see a single ray of light..."
Click! The huge European-style chandelier overhead, made up of ninety-nine little flower-shaped lights, switched on. The glaring light made Yu Qing squeeze her eyes shut. A familiar voice came from the doorway: "Darkness Sis, dinner!"
"..."
Food Sis x Melancholy Sis (crossed out)
An apocalypse-survivor who thought life was wonderful as long as she had weeds to eat, and had maxed-out combat skills, transmigrates into a book x A frail, melancholy female supporting character who has plenty of money but wants lots of love and is destined to die young (checked)
Tags: Urban, Fateful Encounter, Transmigration, Lighthearted, Wilderness Survival, Healing
Main characters: Xiang Changge, Yu Qing. Supporting characters: Please leave a five-star review.
Other: Livestreaming, entertainment industry
One-line summary: Hey, Melancholy Sis, time to eat!
Theme: The best hope is the one you place in yourself; be your own light.
Chapter 1: Rich Beyond Measure, Yet Melancholy
[What good is having so much money? In this bustling, noisy world, all it brought her was loneliness. The longer that string of digits grew, the deeper the emptiness in her heart became.]
[What she needed was lots of love.]
[In the empty mansion, there wasn't a trace of human warmth. Yu Qing thought that perhaps she should have gone with her parents. What difference was there between the life she'd eked out and a rat crawling through a dark gutter?]
[At that thought, she stopped hesitating.]
[She was tired of this painful, repetitive life. After wishing herself a "Happy Birthday" in her heart, Yu Qing pressed down hard, freeing herself from life.]
"Mm..."
Xiang Changge chewed on a dried earthworm that had only been rubbed clean of dirt before being roasted over a fire, and felt that familiar earthy bitterness spread through her mouth.
She freed one hand and flipped back a few pages in the novel. It was already so tattered it looked like someone had taken it to the bathroom, tossed it on the floor, and stomped on it eighty times. In places, the writing had worn away so badly it was unreadable.
She found a passage describing delicious food and read it for the three hundred and sixty-fifth time, savoring every word.
She imagined the flavors of those exquisite dishes through the words in her mind, all while continuing to chew.
It was the fifth year of the apocalypse. All the food that could be eaten had been eaten, but society still hadn't returned to order. The world seemed to have gone back tens of thousands of years, to the Ice Age.
No, it was even more terrifying and complicated than the Ice Age.
Five years ago, a sudden downpour of acid rain had turned countless people into mindless zombies who knew only how to devour flesh. Humanity had lost a full seventy percent of its population in an instant.
Over the following five years, zombies, acid rain, tsunamis, earthquakes, snowstorms, heat waves... One disaster after another had struck without rhyme or reason, all of them taking their toll on every living thing on Earth.
Anyone who'd survived until now had to be exceptionally capable—and luck had played a huge part, too.
Xiang Changge thought so as well.
She'd brushed past death countless times, and she was still alive and well. How could anyone say she was unlucky?
Sure, she was currently struggling to find food, drink, and clothes, but she'd also found an old novel whose author and date of writing were unknown.
Some passages described the female supporting character's extravagant lifestyle, including all sorts of delicious food. Cao Cao had once used the sight of plums to quench his thirst; now Xiang Changge read while she ate. Different methods, same result.
[Kung Pao chicken, hibiscus chicken, salted pork with bamboo shoots, Eight Treasure Duck, crab roe noodles... The kitchen was serving Chinese food tonight. The dishes were especially plentiful, filling a two-meter-long marble table.]
[Yu Qing picked up a bite of salted pork with bamboo shoots out of habit and without much interest. But before she could bring it to her lips, she seemed to sniff at it, then stopped.]
[She stood up and said only, "Clear it away," before heading upstairs, leaving the two aunties who'd looked after her since childhood watching her go with worried expressions, wanting to speak but holding back.]
At this point, Xiang Changge sat in a dilapidated little house with three walls missing and only the frame left standing. She wasn't sure whether to call it a ruin or a condemned building. With the half-eaten dried earthworm in one hand and the novel resting on her knee in the other, she squeezed her eyes shut.
This was what it meant for one person to die of thirst while another drowned.
Although Xiang Changge had read the novel she'd found dozens of times from beginning to end, whenever she reached this part, even she—who could kick a hole through granite—still felt utterly helpless.
The old-fashioned novel's main story went like this—
The male lead, Shangguan Min, had a childhood fiancée named Yu Qing, whom he'd been promised to since they were young.
The Yu family was fabulously wealthy. After the Yu couple died in a plane crash, their only child, eighteen-year-old Yu Qing, inherited all their assets and became the youngest richest person in City A.
However, Yu Qing had been born prematurely and had been sickly since childhood. If she hadn't been born into the wealthy Yu family, she would surely have died young because her family couldn't afford her expensive medical treatments.
Because of her frail health, Yu Qing spent nearly all her time cooped up at home, carefully attended to by several family doctors. Even the amount of water she drank each day was precisely measured.
If even an animal couldn't develop a healthy mind while living without freedom, like some kind of test subject, then how could a person?
The book described her this way: "Melancholy was her natural gift. Words like 'Lin Daiyu' and 'sickly beauty' seemed made for her."
There was an otherworldly air about Yu Qing, as if she'd seen through the mortal world. She wasn't interested in anything. After her parents died, the only person who could make her take even the slightest notice was the male lead, Shangguan Min. They'd grown up together, and he often came to keep her company when she was confined at home like a caged bird.
To Yu Qing, Shangguan Min was like an older brother.
In a world where she was all alone, Shangguan Min was the only family she had.
As for Shangguan Min, he'd thought his life was already set on a course: study, learn, inherit the family business, marry Yu Qing, and shoulder the responsibility of both families' companies...
But he'd never expected a girl who was poor yet always optimistic and as stubborn and resilient as a cockroach that refused to die to burst into his life like a dazzling ray of sunlight, filling his world with her light.
Without realizing it, he found himself looking at her more and more—
All in all, this was the story of an old-fashioned domineering CEO who fell in love with a plucky heroine who arrived out of nowhere. But because he was engaged—and his fiancée was so frail she looked as if she might die at any moment—he didn't dare tell her he wanted to break off the engagement and bravely pursue the one he loved.
So he could only fall for the heroine while also feeling responsible for his fiancée, caught in a back-and-forth struggle that left him and the heroine wracked with anguish.
If the whole story's central theme had to be summed up in one passage, it would probably be—
"I love you, but I'm sorry, I still have obligations. But if you want me to stop loving you, I can't control myself. The longing and love I feel for you will kill me. I know I love you, but I'm sorry, I can't love you."
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