The Main Synopsis: Zhang Jian is an ordinary army soldier with a plain, but masculine face, a pair of sharp eyes that often get him into trouble than not, and a skill set that any other ordinary military man would have. He doesn't have his own convenient dimensional space, or some kind of powerful special-ability, or even a golden thigh to hug to help him survive the apocalypse, but he had already lived through twenty years on his own using only his own strengths and wits. Surely, things would be better for him the second time around, right? The Actual Synopsis (that this Author wanted to write): If there is anything that Zhang Jian has learned during his years living in the apocalypse, it's that beautiful people are troublesome. Whenever a pretty face would show up in public, people would argue, blood would be spilled, and Zhang Jian's good opinion in humanity would be nonexistent. There was also the fact that beautiful people are often granted abilities to help them live through the apocalypse. Therefore, Zhang Jian really didn't want to involve himself with these type of frightening and terrifying people (he's not good with regular people in the first place) and yet... why are all these good-looking people trying to crowd around him?! The 'daughter of a politician' pretty little sister: "Jian'ge~" Zhang Jian, who saved her and took her in: "....." The beautiful, playboy young master: "Jian'ge, don't go off anywhere without us." Zhang Jian, who also saved him out of a coincidence: "......." The handsome but persistent military general: "Xiao Jian, don't leave my sight." Zhang Jian, who only saved him out of convenience: ".........." The old popular, good-looking high-school friend: "Jian'er, stay with me." Zhang Jian, being crowded by these good-looking people: "..... It's suffocating...." Reading Guide: Technically Harem but eventually 1v1, fast-paced, bl, adorable MC, slow MC, most-likely shameless gong

當蔡仁遇見皇帝的時候，他永遠不會有新的東西。 The autumn leaves littered the dirt road of Fu Shang, the sun setting over the mountains as a young man said farewell to his village and mu quin. This was his destiny, for when the winter of his eighteenth year arrived, his innocence would be taken away by the Emperor, a man with no remorse. "Come here," he commanded. "Take off your robes." My body shaking, I stammered back, "I-I don't understand." As I stepped back, trying to escape his grasp, I hit the wall behind me. I had nowhere to go. "Please," I begged, tears gathering in my eyes. He smiled and moved even closer. Why is this happening to me? I thought in despair. His hands reached out towards my robes, but everything went dark before he could touch me. Copyright © 2016. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in review

Heng Ming was just your average salary man from the 21st century who unfortunately died from falling down the stairs, yes ironic isn't it. He happens to transmigrate into his favourite bl novel only to realise his in the body of a minor character who was beaten to death. If that's not shocking enough he somehow gave birth to a son and is unloved by his husband. Not accepting his fate he decided to run far away with his beloved child and loyal servant to live a simple life... but would that simple life really last forever? [All images are not mine but found on google and Pinterest. All credit to the artist who drew them]