Gu Nanxi

The Xie Family all studied law, possessing the fine qualities expected of a scholarly family. Xie Shang too had them: elegance, deep learning, a Fragrance Connoisseur versed in classics, also skilled in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
But he was mad, capable of reciting the scriptures while holding a Buddha statue, as well as breaking people's hand and foot bones, very gentle, yet very cruel.
Xie Shang didn't become a lawyer but opened a pawnshop instead, where you could pawn anything as long as the story was compelling.
One day, someone came to the pawnshop and told a story:
In Fragrant City, there was a family with the surname Wen, where daughters took their mother's surname. The daughters of that family could cast spells, the kind that bewitched men, leaving their lovers either buried with them or taking vows of celibacy; in short, either dead or destined for a lonely life.
Xie Shang's uncle had died in Fragrant City, which is why he accepted this particular pawning business.
Bewitched, confused, thrilled, deeply in love, but love unattained, and a pain so intense it made life unbearable. — This was the script Xie Shang had prepared for the deaf boy Wen Changling.
In the end, it was Xie Shang who ended up with this romance-addled script.
Wen Changling: Are you surprised, Mr. Xie Shang?
(This isn't a book transmigration story, it's a contemporary sweet romance. The 'script' in the book title implies deliberate plotting.)

He is Lovestruck in the Revenge

The dynamics of strength and desire for control between men and women vary greatly, and the reason Wen Changling could sometimes gain the upper hand was due to Xie Shang's indulgence, his "obedience." If he were not obedient, she would have no power to reject him.


Having his desires fulfilled, he was overjoyed to the point of madness.


After it was over, he couldn't bear to let go, remaining excited for a long time. Having tensed up for so long, he held onto Wen Changling as he slowly calmed down.


He wanted to embrace her forever, holding her tightly, "Changling."


Wen Changling kicked him slightly, signaling him to get up. When he didn't move, she muttered a curse at him, then called his name, as was her habit before falling asleep.


268: Hydrating the body with water, late-night tenderness (first update)