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The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Tyramisu · LGBT+
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664 Chs

SUDDEN FREEZING POINT

ANTHONY'S breath caught as he looked at Emmaline, a storm of emotions surging within him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her. It was like seeing his late wife all over again. She looked healthy, vibrant. But what struck him most was the unmistakable happiness and contentment radiating within her.

The years they were apart had left him with a heavy regret, and now, standing in front of her, all he wanted was to reach out and somehow repair what had been broken. His heart hurt with the need to reconnect, to somehow rebuild the relationship they had lost. He didn't even notice that his eyes were now filled with a silent plea, hoping for a chance to heal the deep wounds between them.