"Sleeping on the Inkstone"
Fu Yanci × Wen Mian
He had raised Wen Mian for eighteen years.
From a soft little bundle swaddled in blankets to a young man who blushed to the tips of his ears when he called him “Big Brother,” Fu Yanci had always been cool and distant: the youngest CEO in the Huo family, known in business circles as “a walking rulebook.”
No one knew that a gentle little rabbit lived in his apartment.
Wen Mian was slow-witted and quiet, so thoroughly sheltered that he still thought the two of them were just “brothers who grew up together.” He would carry his pillow to Fu Yanci's door and knock, curl up asleep in a corner of the sofa while Fu Yanci worked late, and unconsciously nuzzle into Fu Yanci's palm whenever he stroked his hair.
He had no idea that every unconscious display of dependence was feeding a wolf who had been celibate for years.
Then one day, Wen Mian accidentally discovered a drawer at the very back of Fu Yanci's study, locked and filled with a whole box of things he'd lost over the years.
A pair of worn-out socks, a used eraser, the baby teeth he'd lost.
Every item was labeled with a date.
Every item had been touched countless times.
“Mianmian.” A familiar voice came from behind him, warm breath falling against the back of his neck. “I was going to wait until you were a little older.”
He turned and found himself caught in eyes that were no longer clear and calm.
“But why did you have to dig them out yourself?”
The cage he'd built for you over eighteen years had a door you'd pecked open yourself.
[A cool CEO, restrained until he goes mad × a sweet, oblivious little rabbit]
[Older man × childhood friends × secret love fulfilled × He keeps your entire past hidden away so he can have your future all to himself]
Super pretty and very sweet