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

Wen Changling stared at the snow on the ground, stained red with blood, lost in thought for a long time. She couldn't comprehend Jiang Chengxue; she couldn't grasp his twisted psychology, forcing her to death yet also sacrificing his own life to save her.


Xie Shang hugged her, his heart still racing, his fingertips trembling.


She slowly calmed down, "How did you find this place?"


"I asked friends at the police station to check the surveillance."


In the freezing cold, she touched Xie Shang's palm and found it clammy, realizing that during the several hours she had been out of touch, he must have had a difficult time. She suddenly felt despondent and loathed herself, as it seemed she had always brought only negativity to Xie Shang.


Recently intent on mutual destruction, Crazy Wen finally grew a conscience and apologized in a low voice, filled with guilt and annoyance: "I'm sorry."


286: I'm kissing you, can you respond to me?