Zi Gang died in his world a thousand years ago, and since then his soul has been bounded into a system that allow him to transmigrate into different worlds. He had long forgotten about his world, his original family or even his original appearance. All he remember was his name. During his 100th world, he experienced the feeling of getting his heart torn to pieces for loving a person he shouldn't. Yes, Zi Gang fell in love with a character of a world, yet he died before their love could develop. Unbeknownst to him, that certain someone has been following Zi Gang since then. - Arc 1: The Apathetic Young Master Li ✔️ Arc 2: The Immature Delinquent Qi Cheng ✔️ Arc 3: The Timid Princess Xing Ruo ✔️ Arc 4: The Vicious Zombie King Chen Hua (ongoing) - Highest Ranking: #1 r18: 15/08/20 #1 manxman: 10/09/20 #1 china: 20/12/20 #1 system: 25/12/20 #1 boyslove: 04/01/21 #2 yandere: 24/09/20 #4 gory: 10/11/20 ➢ This is my original work and not a translation. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AND YAOI/ BL

2 years is short... 2 years is long... Days pass like years. Years continues on for eternity. Do you still remember the promise? This is a continuation of the Rebirth of Fa Wei Lan. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Volume 2 contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Since little she was never shown love, care or any attention. Her mother was too busy trying to win her fathers attention while her nanny ignored her like she was the plague. But one day that all changed. They dressed her up in all red, stuffed as much food as they can into her mouth. Then sent her away in a small red carriage to what she assumed was her new home. Images are not mine. Credit to the owners.

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".