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Alias烟雨街

AuthorQiao Bei Nannan / 乔北南南南

Jiang Ruoqi decided to marry Meng Shang after meeting him exactly four times. The first time was at a friend's wedding in Hong Kong. He was the groom's best friend and best man; she was the bride's colleague and close friend. At the after-party, the bride, emboldened by her own turf, insisted on playing matchmaker, so Jiang Ruoqi called out Meng Shang by name. The second time, Jiang Ruoqi accepted a transfer—a demotion in disguise—to a subsidiary in Xinhai as marketing director. Meng Shang, entrusted by a friend, accompanied her to look at apartments. In turbulent times, everyone urged her to quit. She wavered but gave up—she was too lazy to adapt to a new job system and new colleagues. Besides, she wasn't from the Liangguang region and didn't want to settle in the Greater Bay Area; she always planned to return inland. The third time, Jiang Ruoqi treated Meng Shang to dinner as thanks for helping her move. After dinner, they strolled and talked about love and marriage. He asked, "How long should we date before getting married?" She was brutally honest: "If you ask me, tomorrow would work." The fourth time, Jiang Ruoqi invited Meng Shang to the premarital checkup center. Dr. Meng, a renowned cardiac surgeon, hesitated briefly at the entrance, but Miss Jiang calmly explained: "The checkup is free. Since after marriage we'll be legal long-term sexual partners, it's necessary to rule out any issues. Do you have a problem? Or another regular bedmate? If you have someone else... we may need to reconsider this marriage. I can't accept a threesome..." Her bluntness drew obvious stares. The usually cool and elegant Dr. Meng gritted his teeth, wanting nothing more than to cover her mouth on the spot: "No bedmate, and I'm not unwilling to take the checkup! Let's go in now." ... After marriage, Meng Shang thought life would be mutual support. But in reality, Jiang Ruoqi was so independent that she made his role as a partner feel meaningless. There was nothing she absolutely needed him for—except in bed. Until one day, Dr. Meng discovered that his seemingly emotionally stable wife, when not wearing nail art, would tear at the hangnails and calluses around her cuticles when anxious, leaving her long, fair fingers red and raw, only a thin layer of tender flesh covering bone and blood. Meng Shang's heart ached. He knelt before her, caught her struggling hands, and wrapped protective finger bandages around each one. Jiang Ruoqi stared at the silly cartoon patterns on her fingertips, then lifted them to Meng Shang in protest: "Chief Meng, how is President Jiang supposed to go to work tomorrow?" He stood, pulled her from the sofa arm into his arms, and his large, well-knuckled hand enveloped hers. "This is punishment. Once you learn to come to Dr. Meng when you're anxious, you won't have to wear them to work." Heartbeats fluttered for Meng Shang after marriage. For Jiang Ruoqi, they began on a rainy day after she transferred schools. ———————— Mature man and woman, marriage after love. Dual main characters are both virgins. An adult fairy tale of dual wage slaves. Tagline: 2024.8.15

Alias青石弄

AuthorQiao Bei Nan Nan Nan / 乔北南南南

#Childhood sweethearts + long separation reunion / people-pleasing personality × guiding personality# Tips: The dog was raised together by the male and female leads. The female lead was forced to leave but did not abandon the dog—she 'abandoned' the male lead. At fourteen, Ji Shuhe picked up a dog. The puppy, not yet a month old, was frail. Without care, it would die, but she couldn't bring it home. That year, her parents' conflict escalated, and they sent her to her grandparents' house thousands of miles away. The house was in an old alley in Xinhai, dark and damp all day long. The room they gave her barely had space to turn around, no private bathroom, and even the kitchen was shared. With no way out, the neighbor she hated most reached out and took the puppy. "Let's call you Chestnut." He casually named it and brought the dog home. Wen Shaoyu, one year older than her, was the notorious troublemaker in the alley. She had seen him pin someone down and punch them, fierce and brutal. And they lived under the same roof. At fourteen, Ji Shuhe was afraid of him. On her first night in the attic, she had to go to the public restroom but dared not walk in the dark. She happened to run into him coming out with a flashlight. Ji Shuhe cautiously followed him, and he deliberately mocked that she had less courage than a cat. At twenty-four, Ji Shuhe was still afraid of him. Because she had thrown the puppy at him, left him and Xinhai, and disappeared without a trace for many years. On the day they reunited, the now lighter-colored big dog enthusiastically pounced on Ji Shuhe, reminding her of the puppy she had abandoned. When she looked up, the owner, who had let go of the leash, looked at her coldly, like a stranger. "Last year, on Chestnut's tenth birthday, I promised him that if he couldn't wait for you... then I wouldn't wait either." "Ji Shuhe. You didn't let Chestnut wait in vain." "But he forgave you. I didn't." —— Copyedited 2025.8.16 Female lead's perspective: There are two dogs in front of me, one is my dog, and the other is still my dog. (×) Relatively slow-burn, a purely sweet short story (should be purely sweet). One-line summary: Too many people, after separation, never return. Theme: Believe in dreams.

Alias纯爱文里百分百走进BG路线[快穿]

AuthorHei Qiao 114 / 黑桥114

If happiness is a seasoning packet, then Qi Sui is instant noodles boiled in plain water. And this world! "This world is a BL world! Devoted love! Broken mirror reunited! ABO! Male-male pregnancy! A domineering CEO falling for a poor, pure student!" Qi Sui's eyes were filled with despair. Yes. She must be that character in a BL novel who is 100% destined to become the vicious female supporting character—in reality, a steadfast BG fan who dies within three chapters, not even reaching ten thousand words. Her roles include but are not limited to: the persistent ex-fiancée of the domineering gong, the desperate wife in a cheating story, the pathetic first wife of a dragon's arrogance, the pitiful Dao companion sacrificed for the Dao... How did we women provoke you? "Heterosexuality has no future! Come contribute to the grand future of BL!" Qi Sui took a deep breath and actively responded to the call, vowing to become a brick in BL novels—move wherever needed. Isn't it just becoming a 100% extra? Qi Sui said: Bros, I got this. Success guaranteed. But she still failed. All her missions inexplicably veered into BG routes. No more. She doesn't want to be last in performance rankings. Bad news: She's last. Good news: She can transfer to the neighboring BG romance group. Only a few colleagues there, and not a single one human. Main Storyline 1: The Cuckold Wife of a Cheater "I love you deeply, but you love a fool. The fool doesn't love you, you're more foolish than a fool." Qian Jin was handsome and capable, but unfortunately poor. In his youth, he hid his sexual orientation to marry his teacher's daughter, treating his wife coldly for years. His wife tolerated him, cared for him, hoping that one day her love would be seen by her husband, but everything went against her wishes. Her husband's new boss was young, beautiful, and charming, with a prominent family and incomparable work ability. Most importantly— He was a man. When love crosses gender boundaries, everything normal in life becomes twisted and absurd. The beautiful man touched her haggard face, weathered by the third party in her marriage, and sweet-talked her, seducing her. None of this was her fault. The mistakes made by her husband shouldn't be borne by her. She just needed to find new happiness. Main Storyline 2: The Tragic First Wife of a Dragon's Arrogance In an urban supernatural novel, the dragon's arrogance protagonist Murong Aotian married a wife reluctantly to fight for a family treasure. Just as everything was supposed to get on track, Murong Aotian reunited with his childhood sweetheart. That person was still as noble as in memory, as if born to be held in someone's hands. The thoughts he had hidden for years resurfaced. He offered treasures and supernatural powers just to win a smile from his beauty. The beauty did smile, with gentle and tender eyes. Murong Aotian followed his gaze and saw only his lowly, ugly wife. The fresh and beautiful man leaned beside the woman, gently holding her hand against his cheek. "Don't love him anymore. Love me." Main Storyline 3: The Childhood Fiancée of an Honest Man Chen Ping was an honest man. —Everyone around him said so. His childhood fiancée, who had grown up with him, also thought they would one day get married. Just as Qi Sui was working hard for their future, she saw her honest fiancé holding another man's hand at the club entrance, flirting intimately. Chen Ping, her perfect fiancé, had set his sights on this weak childhood fiancée for the sake of his first love, who suffered from azoospermia. A weak woman who lost her father young could be easily manipulated by them. The inferior and despicable man tried to lower his head and coax the woman, but never raised it again. Main Storyline 4: The First Love Girlfriend Whose Guy Was Stolen Main Storyline 5: The Pitiful Dao Companion Sacrificed for the Dao Main Storyline 6: The Rural Woman Whose Engagement Was Called Off in an Era Novel Warning: The author is an unwavering BG fan. The female lead is neither smart nor great; this is not a strong female lead or a great female lead story. 1v1, male leads are virgins. The male lead has no homosexual history; past, present, or future, he will never have a romantic relationship with any male. From the moment the female lead enters the world, the setting and background have already deviated. They are soulmates. The male lead is inherently heterosexual (highlighted). Also updating next door—"Becoming an Extra in an Erotic Film" Have you ever seen an erotic film? The kind where the male and female leads can't exchange three sentences before engaging in physical combat. Now, I have one good news and one bad news. Good news: I transmigrated. Finally, I escaped my monthly suffocating mortgage and the harassing calls from my exploitative boss. Bad news: I transmigrated into an erotic film. This erotic film has all the elements. It features a talentless, fan-sexing idol, a debt collector who likes married women, a underclassman who's into power games, a male boss who loves sexual harassment, a shady stalker into train molestation... and so on. All kinds of BDSM, ****, ***** play are endless. I was shocked. But luckily, I'm just an extra. I worked as a staff member at the idol's sex scene, as an intern when the debt collector came to harass, as a part-time teacher who stumbled upon passion in college, as an employee bullied at work, as a commuter napping on the electric train after work... All, without exception, extras. Wait, wait, wait! Why does an extra have to work so many jobs every day? Just when I thought I could finally relax and be a salted fish in this free-spirited world, my scenes started to go wrong. Because I showed up too many times in the erotic film set, they saw me. This is absolutely terrible. I swear— That life of working ten jobs a day can go to hell!

Alias真假少爷的豪门偏执妈

AuthorFei Ce / 斐侧

One-sentence summary: The wealthy family's obsessive mother of the true and false young masters [1980s] Moral: Love is omnipotent. Medical sage Bo Xin travels through time and becomes the obsessive wealthy mother in a era novel where the children were switched at birth. The real son was switched at birth and raised in a poor rural area for over a decade, becoming skin and bones; the fake son was raised like a little master, innocent and lively. When the truth comes out, she chooses to let things be. On one hand, she looks down on the real son's poverty and humiliation and sends him back home; on the other hand, she cares that the fake son is not her blood, forcing him to study. The result of her relentless efforts is that the real son envies the fake son for being raised by her, and the fake son envies the real son for being her biological child. One rises from grassroots, the other inherits the family business, and they fight fiercely in the business world until both are wounded. The assets are handed over to the male lead, and she ends up in misery in her old age. When Bo Xin first transmigrates, she finds herself just after expressing disdain for the real young master, with the rural family having already taken the child home. Bo Xin: "..." Why bother? The real son is extremely intelligent, excellent in character and study—isn't this a standard heir candidate? The fake son is innocent and lovely; she can keep him by her side as a playboy shareholder, just waiting for his dividends from the family. So in everyone's eyes, Bo Xin now has a biological son at home. She accompanies her biological son to school and tutoring, and plays and laughs with her adopted son. She is happy herself: one child can earn her face by studying well, and the other can stay by her side being cute and adorable. But who knows if the two children are satisfied with this arrangement? They expected the biological son to rebel and the adopted son to fight for the family fortune. But unexpectedly, the two sons get along harmoniously for so many years. The biological son thinks, Mom trusts me with responsibility; the adopted son thinks, Mom indulges me with love. The only thing they might argue about is probably: 'Mom should love me the most!' * Mini Theater The fake young master: This is a sandbag my mom made for me. The real young master: This is my mom's personally made "Three Years of High School, Five Years of Mock Exams" study guide. The study-hating fake young master: Are you sure mom isn't hating you or abusing you? The real young master looks at him disdainfully: This is something you wouldn't understand—it's love. Fake young master: ??? Pre-order: "My Gangster Dad Is the Wealthy Family's Real Young Master [Millennium]" * My Gangster Dad Is the Wealthy Family's Real Young Master * Mountain area boss Wen Qiao'an dozes off and unexpectedly transmigrates into a switched-at-birth story. The fake young master, raised by a big shot, becomes smart and capable; the real young master is taken to the countryside with bleached hair, coarse and vulgar. Everyone says the real young master's family is a rotten apple that spoils the whole barrel. And Wen Qiao'an is the real young master's biological daughter in the plot. Wen Qiao'an: "..." To give her a better life, the real young master and his wife act cautiously within the wealthy family. But in the end, the real young master, holding neither money nor power, is killed in a car accident, his wife and daughter are driven out, and end up miserably. Dad a gangster leader, mom a punk girl—kowtowing and groveling only leads to disrespect. So Wen Qiao'an acts willfully in the prestigious elementary school, making friends widely. There's the pitiful real young master switched at birth like her dad, and a tsundere young master who greets you whenever he sees you. They all say, 'Isn't he just the son of someone who usurped another's place? I'll deal with him.' 'If Sister Boss needs money, I have plenty.' 'Your dad's company collaboration can be safely left to me.' Thus, the wealthy circle's talk suddenly changes, from a rotten apple to a stable heir. When asked why, the answer is: 'The wealthy have their own circles; heirs naturally play with heirs!' What's more unexpected is that the real young master's family eventually establishes a new leading enterprise on their own. When the real young master couple stand on the award podium, they say: 'We owe this all to our daughter's vigorous cultivation... no, diligent supervision.' Wen Qiao'an nods, yes, why be a rich first generation when you can be a rich second generation? Reading guide: A child-like female protagonist, a little girl's Mary Sue.

Alias国公府来了个表小姐

AuthorXue He Tong Zi / 雪鹤童子

Jiang Xuesui lost her mother at age three. As the saying goes, "When the mother dies, wait for the uncles." Sure enough, three days later, her three uncles from the distant capital came to fetch her. Jiang Xuesui was a young girl, and her father found it inconvenient to raise her alone. Her maternal grandfather's mansion, the Xiang Duke's Estate, had several female cousins to play and study with. Her aunts and grandmother were all kind and loving. With Xuesui gone, her father could focus on being a good magistrate for the people. So little Jiang Xuesui bid farewell to her father and entered the capital. On her first day at the Duke's Estate, everything was wonderful. Her grandmother was loving, her aunts warm, and her cousins delighted in her. Only the taciturn, cold-looking eldest cousin, Wen Qiao, was unpleasant. He would rather play with a dog than exchange a single word with her, nor did he deign to look her in the eye. Such a dull, boring person—Jiang Xuesui couldn't be bothered with him. * * * Jiang Xuesui lived at the Duke's Estate until she reached the age of coming of age. That year, her father rose to Grand Secretary and was granted a large mansion in the capital by the emperor. She now had a home of her own in the capital and naturally returned to her father's side. As the daughter of a Grand Secretary, raised in the virtuous, poetry-loving Duke's Estate, the nobles in the palace took an interest in her marriage. One day, Jiang Xuesui went to Bodhi Temple to offer incense. She first encountered the Crown Prince, then Prince Cheng. Two marriage proposals were handed to her, but she rejected both. Pointing at Wen Qiao standing under the mountain gate, she said, "Your Highnesses, I have long admired my cousin. If I marry, it will be only him." In Jiang Xuesui's view, this was merely a jest to politely refuse them. But after Wen Qiao came first in the imperial examinations and proposed to her father, he said, "By order of my grandmother, father, and mother, and also to fulfill my cousin's long-standing admiration for me, I come to ask for Xuesui's hand." Hiding behind the screen in the hall, Jiang Xuesui panicked. Forgetting all shame, she rushed out and said sharply, "Wen Qiao, saying this makes it seem like I begged Grandmother, Uncle, and Aunt to force you to marry me!" "Is that not the case?" Wen Qiao looked confused. "How about I repeat what my cousin said to Their Highnesses that day to Uncle? If it was insincere, let's clarify it today." Fine, fine, fine! What a mess. Jiang Xuesui had to swallow this bitter pill. If she admitted it was insincere, her father, with his loyal and upright nature, would certainly take her to the palace to confess to the emperor and empress. So she said defiantly, "Father, I accept this marriage." After the wedding, she would make him pay. * * * After marriage, every night was short, and the embroidered curtains swayed. Jiang Xuesui sensed something was off. She sat up, lifted the curtain, and stared at Wen Qiao, who was tying his sash. "That day, you deliberately provoked me into accepting the marriage, didn't you?" Wen Qiao gazed at her and slowly uttered, "Yes." He sat by the bed to cover her with a robe. "We grew up together; I know your temperament better than anyone in this world." I love you, but a lifetime is too short. Theme: In the world of mortals, the four seasons are warm.