Transmigrated as the Heartthrob's Cannon-Fodder Childhood Friend

[The print edition, Finding Peace with Sui and Yu, is now available. Preorders open November 23 at 8 p.m.!]

Gentle Control is an urban boys' love novel tagged with heart-wrenching romance and forced possession.

Its protagonist and bottom, Xie Sui, is a golden boy from an illustrious family. Aloof and ascetic, he attracts a whole crowd of (psychotic) suitors. From a gentle upperclassman to an obsessive CEO to a prickly archrival, these men are all powerhouses who reign supreme in their respective fields-and every last one is crazy about him.

After a series of physically and emotionally tormenting ordeals, the three decide to join forces to destroy the Xie family, imprison Xie Sui, break his pride, and turn him into a pet who can depend on no one but them.

While readers howl, "Boo-hoo, this is so deliciously twisted!"

Song Yu is already furious. Unwilling to read another word of this eyesore of a novel, he curses, "Fucking idiots," and hastily logs off.

Then he wakes up to find he has transmigrated.

He has become the Song family's third young master: Xie Sui's childhood friend, who receives only a passing mention in the novel before dying of a terminal illness.

Song Yu is deeply upset, but he has already made up his mind-those three fucking idiots aren't getting anywhere near his childhood friend!

*

Cold-hearted by nature, Xie Sui has never experienced loving someone in either of his two lifetimes, nor has he ever known what it feels like to be protected.

After bringing down all three families and killing his enemies with his own hands, he is reborn at fifteen. He conceals the brutality and darkness within him beneath the gentle, refined appearance of his younger self.

Everything is just as it was before, except for the unremarkable childhood friend who existed only as a hazy memory in his previous life. This time, that boy is strikingly different.

Like a spring breeze thawing frozen earth, someone reaches into the abyss and takes his bloodstained hand.

*

Song Yu tears up a love letter to vent his anger. "Don't pay attention to those people. Don't believe their sweet talk. They're scum, and their affection isn't worth a thing. Don't fall for them, okay?"

Xie Sui gazes at him for a long time, then smiles. "Okay. I won't fall for them."

You're the only one I love.

Pairing: Reborn Top × Transmigrated Bottom

My next book will be speculative boys' love.

Best Performance, set in the entertainment industry.

[Watching your movies leaves me blind from beginning to end.]

[In showbiz, Tong Hua is the only one who truly impresses me. He can turn a long-awaited reunion into a knife-wielding quest for revenge, a school romance into a legendary tale of resistance against the Japanese invasion, and Old Wang from the village entrance into a sleazy, overbearing CEO-I hereby dub him the King of Bad Movies.]

At twenty, Tong Hua, notorious as box-office poison, loses his parents to a tragic death, becomes the laughingstock of the internet, and finds himself eighty million in debt.

His agent delivers a final ultimatum: "If you don't pass the audition for The Murder Building, you're going into porn to pay off your debts!"

Wearing an icy expression that makes it look as though someone owes him eighty million, Tong Hua heads out, ducks into the basement, and puts on a collection of films starring award-winning actor Shen Yan. Expressionlessly, he studies them while munching on instant noodles.

Who could have guessed he would choke on those noodles?

He closes his eyes, opens them again, and finds himself in a dilapidated apartment block with communal corridors in the 1980s.

An app called Best Performance has appeared on his phone. At the same time, an icy voice sounds beside his ear:

Dear host, only by delivering the best possible performance of your role can you leave this building.

"..."

Standing before the mirror in a communal restroom, Tong Hua stares at the middle-aged man reflected in it: stubbly, wooden, numb, and dressed in a thick green padded coat.

After holding it in for ages, he finally curses, "Fuck."

*

On the day The Murder Building premieres,

the internet explodes.

[Holy shit, did someone transmigrate into Tong Hua's body? Have you guys seen The Murder Building? His portrayal of Wang Jianguo is incredible.]

[That sense of drifting through your whole life with no one to rely on, of wanting respect your whole life only to end up a laughingstock-he captures so many little details. His hands, his eyes, that humble, ingratiating smile... I cried watching it...]

[...Does anyone know that The Murder Building is actually based on a real murder that happened in Qingcheng in the eighties?]

[Holy shit! Shen Yan followed Tong Hua?!]

*

Shen Yan's life split in two the summer he was fifteen.

A paternity test shattered every shred of pride he had ever possessed. He had been occupying someone else's rightful place, and in an instant, even his excellence seemed to become an original sin.

Gathering up his shattered pride, the fragile, pale teenager returned to the cramped, run-down, damp alley that should have been his home all along. Like a bird with broken wings, he was lost and helpless-yet in that abyss, he encountered the brightest light of his life.

A famous director was filming nearby. In a damp, moldy stairwell, the director's pampered youngest son tossed him a piece of candy from above and warned fiercely, "You're not allowed to cry."

Shen Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the candy. After a long while, he silently began to smile.

-Meeting you was the fairy tale fate performed for me.

*

From a murder building in the 1980s to the arson case on Yong'an Street that shocked the nation ten years ago.

Reality and film intertwine: uncovering the truth through movies, and coming into his own in the real world.

One day, I will stand at the pinnacle of fame, where the stars shine, and deliver my very own best performance.

This is about actual acting and the entertainment industry, possibly with a little infinite-flow flavor (??), plus some interconnected mystery-solving elements [but not super-serious criminal investigation-I want to be kind to my hair, qwq]. Just enjoy it as a satisfying power fantasy!

Devilishly charming, flirtatious award-winning actor top × Cool-guy King of Bad Movies bottom.

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