Not Too Late

A surgeon seme × a venture capital star uke

Marriage first, love later; violence against medical staff; frail health; one hand disabled (only seriously injured, the hand is still there, he's not Yang Guo); flower-in-the-neck trope

I got the idea after reading a news story about violence against medical staff~

I've been under a lot of pressure lately, so I wanted to write a warmer little story to help me unwind.

To avoid the rushed ending and muddled structure I've had before, I'm not setting a word count limit. I'll finish the story when it's done.

As usual, this is something I came up with on a whim. Updates will be just as sporadic as my other novel, Nineteen Years of the Republic~

If you find the updates too irregular, feel free to save up chapters. But I could still really use your likes, comments, and favorites~

Please be kind to me~

P.S. This is an old story. After I finished the first half, some things came up in my life, so I put it aside for a year. After a lot of thought, I still couldn't let go of Weishi and Awan.

I'll post the first part for now. In the meantime, I'll try to get back into the feeling of writing it and do my best to give Weishi and Awan a satisfying ending.

I also want to apologize here to everyone who read the original story. I'm truly sorry to have kept you waiting so long...

Thank you for still being willing to stay with me as I grow.

Theme: May this journey honor what we love and the ideals we cherish.