Just for Fun

Two male leads | Heartbreaking angst | The one who left chases his love back | A tearfully sweet ending

Lin Shen had been in love with Shen Zhixing for three years when Shen Zhixing told him, “I’ll let you be my bedmate.”

One was a poor student who had made it out of the mountains through hard work. The other was a rich young master, high above everyone else. Lin Shen offered him his whole heart. Shen Zhixing accepted it, then turned around and put his arms around a woman at a club, saying, “It’s just for fun.”

Lin Shen left, and stayed away for five years. By the time he came back, he had everything: money, status, and one handsome young man after another at his side. Shen Zhixing had nothing to offer him, except breakfast left at his door every morning at six.

The milk was warm, the sandwiches freshly made, and the notes grew shorter and shorter until only three words remained: “Still love you.”

Lin Shen ate those breakfasts for three years without ever seeing who brought them. Then one day, he left early and saw the door next door open.

Shen Zhixing stood in the doorway, still wearing his apron, with a freshly made sandwich in his hands.

“Lin Shen,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I’ve been stopping outside your door for three years. Could you open it for me, just once?”