Original Title: Bìn biān bùshì hǎitáng hóng Author: Shuǐ rú tiān er Beiping in 1933 was the busiest city in China. The crowd in this city is different from other places. Not only is it full of flamboyant people and foreigner, but this place is also full of entertainment. Opera Kunqu, Beiping Opera, Qin Drum Player, all the traditional arts you can imagine are on a magnificent stage. Here is also the place where the opera group leader "Shui Yun Tower" and also the actor who is famous for rumors, Shang Xirui, meets with Cheng Fengtai, the Cheng family's second young master from Shanghai. Cheng Fengtai removed the red plum flowers on Shang Xirui's hair and placed them in his own clothes. He smiled, like in a dream, with his eyes half closed, as if he were already inside the Eternal Palace. Shang Xirui sang, "Come here, I will walk with the Second Master." Cheng Fengtai replied, "I will always be with you as long as you want." This is the story of two people who met because the play on stage, the words they express like two lines of poetry. This is the story of "Winter Begonia"

In the ancient realm there was a soul who was known widely as Hanguang-Jun. He was known to be aloof and away from worldly beings. Seldom people knew him for who he was or what his heart truly yearned in reality. A man who loved dearly and in return lost everything when he cared for what the world thought of him, but when he received a second chance, to love again, to live again, to be united with the man who was born and reborn to be his, he didn't care anymore. His heart beat only for that one soul. He was born for his love. A love he yearned forever. We WangXian lovers have always loved The Untamed as it was always from Wei Ying's perception but this story will be purely from our Lan Zhan's perception. This is his story. His youth. His love. His yearning. His Untamed Story. ✒️ I hope I truly can do justice to this story, to recreate their love for it's truly a masterpiece. ✒️ The inspiration is taken from Mo Dao Zu Shi and The Untamed. ✒️Rest all are my imagination. =================================== This is a work of fanfiction. All rights are reserved. No part of this eBook may be reproduced or copied in any form or by any means [graphic, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or information retrieval systems] or reproduced on any disc, tape, perforated media or other information storage device, etc., without the explicit written permission of the editor. Breach of the condition is liable for legal action. However, the permission to reproduce this material does not extend to any material on this site, which is explicitly identified as being the copyright of a third party. Authorization to reproduce such material must be obtained from the copyright holders concerned. ©️LuvLaws Only 18+

This is not my story. It is from a Thai author ( P- Rawit). His story fascinated me so much that I would like to share this story with all of you BL readers out there. It is a very unique story that I'm sure a lot of people will like. This story is about Mew who found a website of game show where you can earn a lot of money if you won. The conditions to win that money is that he have to go and stay in the house that had murder case happened. He needs to stay in that house for a month to win the money. That is where he met P'Phob. So let's find out if he will be able to stay in that haunted house till the end ? How their relationship will change during the course of time? All the credits will go to the original write Mr. P Rawit and I am very thankful for this story.

FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

Sha Po Lang, written by PRIEST. •List of all the characters •maps •Lin Yuan Pavilion •shen yi family chart •link to other resources Add this to the same playlist as the translation by Northwest flower so as to reference to things if you forget it.