You rascal, stop right there!

Warm Tips (Ancient Style Micro-Strategy)

This book is not about time travel! Not about quick travel! Not about book travel! Not about system! Not about mind reading! Not about rebirth! Not about ABO! Not about sickness! Not about martial arts! Not about fantasy! Not about cultivation! Not about infinite flow! Not about domineering CEO! Not about master and apprentice!

[Double male protagonists + 1V1 + reconciliation + childhood friend + loyal dog + fake stand-in + self-proclaimed top + career growth]

The setting is niche, the victim is miserable but unaware of it, it's a humorous and fictional story, the writing is novice and a bit bloody.

Loyal and gentle beauty VS rogue and strong-willed shou (turning each other into lesbians)

1. The main CP top and bottom are both normal men, both are painters and calligraphers, and there is no plot of being soft and spoiled to the point of being unable to take care of themselves.

2. The bottom loses his memory at the beginning, but it has nothing to do with the emotional line. There is no husband-chasing crematorium, no replacement of top. (Note: It is the kind of amnesia that you can never imagine, the author will not spoil it.)

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Daying Luzhen for sixty years.

Outside the capital.

Ling Shumo stood by the river, quietly watching the figure being swallowed by the fire snake in front of him, as if he saw the lotus brush in his hand drifting away with the wind.

"Brother Yuebai..."

His face suddenly glowed red, revealing a sadness that was difficult for others to understand...

In an instant, the man threw the brush and seal with the lotus mark on them to the ground...

Those who attended the cremation after his death all lamented: "It is hard to find a soulmate like this even if you travel all over the world!"

The cold wind seemed to conceal the charm of the only confidant in the world.

He looked at the fire and felt dazed...

Where the snow fell last year, there was a young man in white clothes and fur coat sitting in the carriage, smiling at him gently.

"Brother Zichen, wait for me in the capital. When I draw the best picture in the world, I will definitely come to find you!"

……

He stood alone, holding the fingerprint file in his hand.

But all I saw was the flowing colors in the hands of the person who disappeared in the fire, which seemed like a dream or reality...

(Don’t be fooled by the beginning, the overall tone is not sadistic.)

Chapter 1: A picture album brought disaster

Five years later.

"Come! Give me the latest volume 2 of "Two or Three Things About Bamei Pavilion and Me"!"

“I want one too!”

"I also want!"

……

All the men in Baiyun City gathered in a small alley in the west of the city, scrambling to buy a copy of the most fashionable book recently.

It seemed to appear suddenly overnight, attracting many men in the city.

No one knows who produced this fashionable booklet.

All I know is that whenever the booklet appears in the city, there will be a bloody rush to buy it privately.

“Why are you all trying to grab this book?”

In the teahouse, a man with tied hair looked at the crowd gathering below and couldn't help asking.

"Little brother, you don't know this. It is said that the young ladies in the paintings are all very charming and lifelike!" The second brother took the teapot and poured tea.

The Guilai Teahouse where the two men were was really remote.

It is located in the western corner of Baiyun City, and the alley below is a hidden and convenient place. Ordinary people think that the items hidden in the cabinet are inconvenient to be seen by others, so they are traded here.

Today was the day when the second volume of this booklet was released. Not only did men rush to buy it, but even women would secretly ask someone to get one or two copies to take home to ward off evil spirits.

"Oh~" the cloth-clothed man sighed, "Do you like it so much?"

When the second brother saw that the man didn't seem to have any intention of buying the items, he decided to show off.

"Although it is just a secret play picture, and cannot compare to the serious paintings of the Three Saints in our Daying Art Academy, there are still subtleties in the painting. When this first volume came out three months ago, I bought it."

After saying this, his eyes were full of satisfaction, as if it was some incredible thing.

However, when he thought he could save face in front of this guest, he saw the man opposite him looking around furtively.

Just as he was wondering, the second brother saw the man take out an identical booklet.

"Volume 3 of "Two or Three Things About Bamei Pavilion and Me"!!!"

The blue cover and the familiar handwriting were really frightening.

"Sh ...

The second volume has just come out, where did the third volume come from?

The second brother muttered to himself, really confused.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't help but lower his voice and asked, "Where did you get this from?"

The man narrowed his eyes and said, "I have someone above me!"

The second brother could not help but look at the man carefully. Although he was wearing ordinary gray cloth, a worn-out headband, and a cotton glove on his right thumb, at first glance he looked like an ordinary peddler.

However, when he looked closely, he found that he had bright eyebrows and eyes, a handsome face, and the temperament of a scholar and gentleman, which could be considered as a man of extraordinary appearance.

"We can only rely on the boy in Yuebai Study to buy it privately every time! Do you know the author?"

The man said the same thing again: "I have someone above me!"

The second brother looked at the man's confident expression and couldn't help but smile: "Then little brother, can you sell me a copy?"

Hearing the person on the other side take the bait, the man with the tied hair curved his peach blossom eyes and said, "That depends on what price you offer!!"

The second brother also realized that this man seemed to have a powerful background, so he decided to take out half a day's income and go all out: "One hundred coins!"

"No! No! No!" the man shook his head.

"One hundred and twenty coins!"

"Oh..." The man still shook his head and was about to put the booklet away with an expressionless face.

The second brother raised his voice nervously: "One hundred and fifty coins!"

"Hey, you're not sincere!" The man took a sip of tea seemingly unintentionally and glanced at the other person.

Then, he carefully revealed a corner of the booklet, revealing a beautiful woman with delicate arms and veil, looking shy and bashful.

The second brother's mind suddenly became hot: "Two... two hundred coins?"

Unexpectedly, the man with bright eyes and eyebrows suddenly grabbed his collar and said, "This is a genuine product, the painting style is so exquisite! How can a mere 200 coins be worthy of the painter! There are 30 paintings in this book!"

The second brother was shocked by her excited expression on the spot. Although such exquisite secret play pictures were hard to come by, they were not so exaggerated.

"My dear little brother! Since it's a genuine product, I'll give you five hundred coins!" said the big man who had been watching the show next door.

"This big brother is really knowledgeable!" The man with tied hair immediately made a gesture to hand over the booklet in his hand, completely ignoring the person who was asking questions just now.

The second brother watched the album go somewhere else, and his heart felt like a kitten scratching at it, with countless voices shouting at it to stop!

He quickly raised his hand, with a determined attitude: "Wait!"

"Oh?" The man stopped.

"I'll offer six hundred coins!" he said without hesitation.

The man with the tied hair raised the corner of his lips when he heard that and slowly put away the album in his hand.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The man immediately turned around and handed the album in his hand to him, and lowered his voice in a mean way, "Take some interest first! If you don't have enough money, I will collect the cash receipts and IOUs!"

As soon as he got the album, the second brother gave away the money before he could even react.

Just as he was feeling the pain, he saw that the man with tied hair who was happily putting away the money had his hands clamped by someone.

When I looked up, I saw a burly man in a yamen uniform with a shining sword, which was frightening enough to make my heart tremble.

"Liu... Constable Liu?"

The man with the tied hair shrank back like a mouse seeing a cat, and after a long while he finally said, "What a coincidence?"

……

"Have you... have you eaten?"

The person opposite him twitched his mouth.

"If you haven't eaten yet, then eat first. I have something else to do, so we'll see each other another day!" The man chuckled and tried to turn around and leave.

Constable Liu immediately grabbed the man by the collar and picked him up like a chicken.

"No need to change the day, today is a good day!"

……

The second brother stared at the scene in amazement. The bailiff picked up the man and walked away.

He quickly opened the third volume of "Bamei Pavilion and My Two or Three Things" in his hand!

After opening the book cover, it was found that every page except the first page was blank.

OK! This is a liar!