He Chang Xi × He Yan Zhao

အများကြီးပြောရင် သိသွားမှာစိုးလို့ ဖတ်ကြည့်ကြပါတော့🤭

I do not own this story. Original from @Thirteen_thousand Myanmar Translation

He Changxi + He Yanzhao I do not own this story. Myanmar Translation. Unicode Only.

နာမည်ကြီးမင်းသားနဲ့ သူ့ရဲ့ Fan boy လေးတို့ရဲ့အချစ်ဇာတ်လမ်းလေးတစ်ပုဒ်

ဟယ်ချန်ရှီး × ဟယ်ရန်ကျောင်း (XiZhao Fan Fic)

Some chains are chosen. Others are forced upon you without warning. He lives by rules that have been carved into him through years of discipline, loyalty, silent sacrifices and a dark past. Every decision he makes is calculated, every move aligned with the law he swore to protect in his own way. To the world, he is the kind of man who cannot be shaken, someone who stands firm even when everything around him begins to collapse. And then there is the man who was never meant to follow rules. He doesn't ask for permission. He doesn't wait for fate to decide his path. He takes what he wants and reshapes the world until it fits the chaos he carries inside. Power bends easily in his hands, and control is something he refuses to let go of especially when it comes to the one person who was never supposed to cross his path. When their worlds collide, it is not a coincidence. It is a slow, inevitable disaster. What begins as a clash between order and rebellion turns into something far more dangerous. Lines blur, decisions become heavier, and every moment they spend together tightens a bond neither of them fully understands. In a world where love is not offered freely but claimed without hesitation, trust becomes a weapon, and vulnerability turns into a liability. Because in his world, love does not mean freedom. It means possession. And once he decides something belongs to him... walking away is no longer an option. This is not a story about saving each other. This is a story about breaking each other and discovering what remains in the aftermath. He Chusan & Xia Liuyi.

To the world, He Chusan was a portrait of discipline. He was the boy who lived in the front row of the lecture hall, his head always bowed, his voice barely a whisper. With his neat uniform and top-tier grades, he was the pride of his teachers-the silent scholar who seemed too innocent for the grit of the city. But Chusan's mind was not a sanctuary; it was a playground for the depraved. Hidden beneath his heavy textbooks were novels stained with ink and obsession. While his classmates dreamt of futures and careers, Chusan's imagination was fueled by the dark, the forbidden, and the erotic. He lived a double life-a saint by day, and a consumer of silk-bound sins by night. He was shy because he was hiding a fire that he feared would burn anyone who got too close. Then came the face that turned his fantasies into a fever. Xia Liuyi! The name was a rhythmic pulse in the morning news. The boy who had murdered his own father. The monster who had allegedly driven his mother to suicide. On the cover of the glossy magazines, Liuyi's eyes were cold, hollow, and dangerously sharp. To the public, he was a tragedy and a threat-a man who had inherited his father's cruelty. No one knew the truth of the blood on his hands; they only saw the killer. Chusan stared at the magazine cover until the edges curled under his trembling fingers. He didn't feel the horror the rest of the world felt. Instead, he felt a sickening, electric pull. He traced the jagged lines of the man's face, wondering if the reality of a murderer would taste as sweet as the fiction he devoured under his covers. He Chusan was a boy who lived for dreams. But as he tucked the magazine into his bag, right next to his honors thesis, he couldn't help but wonder: was he chasing a beautiful wet dream, or was he walking straight into a living nightmare?

He was the Wolf who ruled the night. Until he became the slave of the Devil. Chained. Broken. Humiliated. Changxi didn't want his territory. He wanted his body. He wanted to ruin him, own him, and hear him beg. Revenge is sweet... but possessing him is sweeter. This is not a love story. This is a beautiful tragedy. A dark obsession. A game of pain and pleasure. Welcome to the Symphony of Revenge.

They call him "The Phantom"-a ghost that haunts the night, a legendary thief who steals from the corrupt and punishes the wicked with absolute power. He is cold, ruthless, and untouchable. A monster wrapped in elegance. But his world of darkness shatters the moment he sets his eyes on Xia Luiyi. Luiyi is the young, strict, and fiercely handsome Inspector. Pure, righteous, and everything that Chusan is not. The moment Chusan sees him, it is not love that blooms... it is obsession. A violent, possessive hunger that consumes his very soul. To get closer to his prey, Chusan discards his shadow and steps into the light. He creates a new identity: He Changxi-a seemingly gentle, delicate, and harmless man who joins the police force. As Changxi, he infiltrates Luiyi's life, slowly weaving a web of affection and protection, capturing Luiyi's heart inch by inch. But as Phantom, he lurks in the dark, claiming Luiyi as his property, marking him with words that chill the blood and ignite a dangerous desire. He plays a dangerous game, walking the line between savior and criminal. But how long can he hide the truth? When Luiyi finally discovers that the man he is learning to love is the same dangerous beast he has been hunting... will he run? Or will he surrender to the darkness that has already claimed him? "I do not steal for money. I steal what I desire. And you... you are the greatest treasure I will ever own."