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Xia Yang has spent lifetimes hopping through worlds—king, assassin,CEO, doctor, chef, and more. But when he suddenly wakes up in a new body, his system drops a bombshell: This is your original world. Then, just as quickly, it vanishes, leaving him stranded with no memories and no clue what to do next.

Before he can even figure out his identity, a series of unexpected twists lead to the ultimate disaster—he gets tricked into living with Long Wei, the cold and untouchable king of showbiz. The two clash instantly, their every interaction turning into a battle of wits and sharp words.

But as the days pass and sparks fly, their constant bickering begins to shift into something neither of them expected. Could this be the beginning of a love story Xia Yang never saw coming?

Transmigration's End: The Start of Love(BL)

Chapter 11: Flirting or Psychological Warfare?

The already chaotic room was dead silent.

All eyes were locked onto Long Wei and Xia Yang, as if they were watching a live-action drama unfold right before them. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife.

Long Wei, still exuding that air of casual confidence, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Oh? You would pounce on me?"

His voice was low and smooth, carrying just the right amount of amusement.

Xia Yang, still lounging lazily on the couch as if he owned the place, rolled his eyes. "Yeah. You look too good. It'd be a waste not to."

The livestream chat exploded again.

[User: NO HES NOT EVEN HIDING IT AT THIS POINT WTF.]

[User: SIR YOU'RE ON A LIVE SHOW PLEASE.]

[User: NOT HIM CALLING LONG WEI TOO GOOD LIKE IT'S CASUAL CONVERSATION.]

But before anyone could react further, Long Wei suddenly leaned in closer.

Close enough that Xia Yang instinctively stiffened. Close enough that the cameras had to adjust their angles just to capture the insane proximity between them.

In a voice even lower, even more teasing—

Long Wei smirked and whispered, "And how are you so sure… I'm not the one who's going to pounce on you?"

Long Wei's dark eyes gleamed mischievously as he continued, "I mean, look at you. Sitting there all disheveled, flushed from pain, looking so ridiculously tempting right now..." He trailed off deliberately, his gaze lingering on Xia Yang's lips for just a second too long. Then he let out a slow, deep chuckle. "Really, aren't you just asking for it?"

A host choked on air. A staff member nearly dropped their mic. One of the celebrities made a dying whale noise.

THE LIVESTREAM CHAT DESCENDED INTO MADNESS.

[User: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH]

[User: DID LONG WEI JUST SAY THAT?? DID HE JUST SAY THAT???]

[User: NO BC THAT WAS STRAIGHT-UP SEDUCTION WTF]

[User: HELP THIS IS NOT PG-13 ANYMORE]

For the first time since waking up in this world—

His face turned a shade darker. His breath came out just a little too sharp. And for a single moment, he forgot how to function.

"P-PERVERT!!!" Xia Yang screamed, shoving Long Wei away so violently that the man actually let out a low laugh.

The sheer horror on Xia Yang's face sent the entire set into hysterics.

A host smacked the table, wheezing. "I— I can't— Long Wei actually—"

A celebrity covered their mouth, eyes wide. "WHAT JUST HAPPENED??"

A staff member whispered in absolute disbelief, "Long Wei… flirted??"

[User: GUYS I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE WTF]

[User: LONG WEI JUST ENDED HIS CAREER AS AN ICE KING IN 10 SECONDS]

[User: XIA YANG SCREAMING 'PERVERT' IS SENDING ME]

[User: NO BC WHAT IF LONG WEI REALLY DOES POUNCE LATER.]

[User: THIS ISN'T JUST FLIRTING THIS IS A DECLARATION OF WAR.]

Meanwhile, Long Wei, completely unfazed, simply adjusted his sleeves and smirked. "Interesting."

Xia Yang, still flustered beyond belief, pointed at him. "Y-You— Stay away from me!"

But as everyone could clearly see—

Long Wei wasn't planning on staying away at all.