"
The substitute
shou awakened" by February Bamboo [Completed + Extras]
Synopsis:
Yan Heqing awakened.
One second before signing the substitute contract.
It turned out he was the cannon-fodder substitute in a book.
In the story, he spent three years as a substitute for Lu Muchi's white moonlight.
He was slapped by the little lover in Lu Muchi's arms, sent by Lu Muchi to seduce a rival and nearly raped, and strangled by Lu Muchi until he almost died.
Through it all, he was a shameless bootlicker, taking it all gladly, loving Lu Muchi to his very bones.
In the end, he even willingly donated both his eyes to restore the sight of Lu Muchi's white moonlight-his own twin brother.
He and his twin brother had been abandoned as children and sent to an
orphan
age. He gave his brother the chance to be adopted by a wealthy family, and his brother became a pampered young master, showered with love.
He, meanwhile, was adopted by a couple unable to have children. After a year of reasonably
warm
family life, his adoptive parents miraculously had a son, and his life plunged into hell.
Meeting Lu Muchi only brought him the executioner of his life. Unable to win his brother's love, Lu Muchi sought him out as a replacement.
His adoptive parents had their eyes on the money and gleefully sold him to Lu Muchi.
Under Lu Muchi's mental and physical abuse, he developed Stockholm syndrome and fell in love with him.
His ending was to give his protagonist brother the last thing of value he had left-his eyes-then be struck and sent flying by a car while saving the other protagonist, Lu Muchi. His life ended at twenty-one.
Was. This. A. Fucking. Joke?
Yan Heqing's hunt began.
The adoptive family who abused him.
The love-brained brother who took his eyes.
And-
Lu Muchi, who trampled his dignity, destroyed his dreams, and took his life.
He would spare none of them.
His eyes, his dignity, his dreams, his life-he would reclaim every last one.
Mini theater:
Lu Muchi fell hopelessly in love with Yan Heqing and meticulously planned a proposal, only to hear that Yan Heqing was getting married. Late at night, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol and went mad, pounding on Yan Heqing's door.
The door opened. At the sight of the person who answered, Lu Muchi was shocked sober. "Uncle?! What are you doing here?"
Wearing a bathrobe, Lu Lin uttered two words through his thin lips. "An affair."
Business circles said that Lu Lin, the man at the helm of the Lu Group, stood far above everyone else, a ruler at the very top who looked down on all living beings.
Until one day, Yan Heqing dragged him ruthlessly off his pedestal.
Cool and aloof,
seductive,
stunningly beautiful shou × an abstinent,
domineering CEO,
older-man gong.
Content tags:
Wealthy
families
Transmigration into a book
Satisfying story
Revenge
Scum abuse
Search keywords: Main characters: Yan Heqing, Lu Lin ┃ Supporting characters: ┃ Other:
One-line summary: The hunt begins!
Theme: If there is no light, be your own light and illuminate yourself!
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On his birthday, Yan Heqing suddenly awakened to the knowledge that he was a cannon-fodder substitute in a
tragic romance
novel, nothing more than one part of the original protagonists' tormented love story, destined to die miserably in the spring of his twenty-first year. Yan Heqing's response was that life was precious and brilliant, and he would work hard to survive and see every sunrise to come. To ensure his survival, he planned each step carefully and quietly drew closer to Lu Lin, unfolding a warm, healing love story...
Warm and healing, this cleverly conceived story features a plot full of twists and turns, a brisk pace, and warm, powerful prose. It vividly portrays a young man as resilient and beautiful as a plum blossom, growing tenaciously through adversity,
redeeming
himself, and finding his soulmate along the way.
Chapter 1: 001
At four in the afternoon, a sudden downpour battered the café's floor-to-ceiling windows with a grating noise.
There were few customers inside. Yan Heqing sat across from a man in a suit and polished shoes.
In disbelief, the man asked again, "You're not signing?"
The sky darkened rapidly, and the café switched on its lights. Orange light fell across the young man's delicate features, lending a little vitality to his pale, gaunt cheeks.
"That's right."
Yan Heqing set down the fountain pen and pushed the contract back with an emaciated hand.
The man's expression shifted slightly at his answer. He pulled out his chair and stood. "I'm going to the restroom."
He picked up his phone without drawing attention to it and left.
Yan Heqing remained calm. He knew the lawyer had gone to contact Lu Muchi.
The instant he had held the pen ready to sign, the contents of a novel had flooded his mind.
[The dim room reeked of blood. The doctor entered carrying his medical bag. He saw scenes like this every other day, but this time, his brow still furrowed gravely.
A figure lay curled in a corner not far away. It was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Bright red speckled Lu Muchi's bathrobe. A servant was bandaging his index finger; he had accidentally cut it while smashing a wine bottle just now. He was thoroughly impatient. "Is he about to die? Go take a look."
"Mr. Lu." The doctor's tone was grave. "I recommend taking him to the hospital immediately for a full examination."
Another servant hurried over with cigarettes and a lighter. Lu Muchi took a cigarette and put it between his lips, and the servant immediately lit it for him.
Lu Muchi took a drag, then removed the cigarette and slowly blew white smoke into the doctor's face. "So concerned about him. Has he been seducing you too?"
He was in an utterly foul mood today.
He had discovered a secret. The person his darling loved was his own uncle!
Fuck!
Lu Muchi ground his teeth.
The doctor's face instantly went livid. He was in his sixties, and this was the first time he had suffered such humiliation. He trembled all over, but ultimately did not dare offend this little tyrant. Lowering his head shakily, he said, "You've misunderstood. I'm making a recommendation as a doctor."
Lu Muchi scoffed. "Just treat him. Keep your other comments to yourself. Even if he dies, I won't come after you."
Without once looking at the person in the corner, he left in irritation.
Shaking his head, the doctor switched on the room's lights.
Only when the room brightened did the doctor realize that the situation was far worse than he had expected.
The youth wore only an oversized white shirt stained with great swathes of crimson, barely covering his thighs. His long legs, so thin they were almost misshapen, were covered in signs of abuse.