Is the Sickly Beauty Troubled by Love Today?

[Older man/younger man | size difference | dark, damp atmosphere]

Sheng Xueyi had exquisite features, was brilliantly gifted, and was adored by everyone. His life seemed nothing but splendid.

Unfortunately, a serious illness in his childhood left him frail and fragile, gasping for breath after every few steps.

A sickly child like him should have died young, but the people who loved him defied fate and somehow kept him bouncing around all these years.

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As a frail boy, Sheng Xueyi spent much of his time in bed, curled up in his senior brother's arms, listening to him hum little tunes and playing with the longevity lock his senior brother had given him.

To him, his senior brother was everything.

But lately, his senior brother seemed to care about him less than before. He no longer held him and comforted him, and even deliberately kept his distance.

Sheng Xueyi was miserable. At the same time, something else was bothering him.

For the past few nights, he kept waking up with sleep paralysis. Every time, his back and waist ached, and once he even woke with a split lip for no apparent reason.

Feeling restless, he sneaked down the mountain alone to clear his head.

After that trip down the mountain, not only was his sleep paralysis cured, but Sheng Xueyi also unexpectedly caught a great demon and made a name for himself. But he was injured fighting the demon, and nearly lost his life.

While unconscious, Sheng Xueyi kept seeing his senior brother sitting by his bed in a daze, eyes red as he held his hand and called, "Xiao Xue," and, "Wake up. Don't leave your senior brother behind."

So his senior brother still cared about him after all. Sheng Xueyi was finally happy again.

But after he recovered, he increasingly felt that his senior brother was acting strangely. He used to ignore him, but ever since Sheng Xueyi had come close to death, he had stayed by his side every day, personally feeding him and giving him medicine, then holding him as they slept at night.

Every night, Sheng Xueyi could feel the warmth of the person beside him, the hand resting on his waist, and his hot breath.

Sheng Xueyi felt his senior brother's chest muscles and thought: So soft. It's still most comfortable when my senior brother holds me.

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Ci Feiwan had fallen in love with the junior brother he had raised since childhood. Whenever he watched him act coy in his arms, his Daoist heart wavered and his inner demons surged.

On countless deep nights in his enchanted visions, he held that frail, fragile body and indulged his own desires without restraint.

He knew it was all an illusion caused by his inner demons, so he let himself go and kissed him as he pleased.

Until one tender, intimate night, the murky demonic haze faded and Ci Feiwan suddenly came to his senses.

The warmth he could truly feel, the soft, broken breaths by his ear, and the lively, beautiful face in his arms all told him the same thing:

His nightly surrender had never been a dream.

Under the guise of his inner demons, he had defiled the little junior brother he cherished like a treasure.

Looking at that obedient, beautiful face, Ci Feiwan asked hoarsely, "Xiao Xue, why didn't you resist?"

To his surprise, Sheng Xueyi wrapped his arms around his neck with practiced ease, kissed the corner of his lips, and said slyly, "Because it's you, my dear senior brother."

Ci Feiwan's breath caught.

#Master, Your Two Disciples Are Gay#The Family's Own Pig Is Rooting Up Its Own Cabbage

A frail, flirtatious, obliviously proud, pampered uke x a hypocritical, jealous, possessive seme who goes mad for love, a dark ghost and devoted husband

Note:

1. Both are pure, happy ending, 1v1, older man/younger man (five-year age gap). Both are adults!! A blend of saintly selfishness, a scoundrel's sincerity, and tragic, all-consuming love.

2. The uke isn't completely helpless. When he goes mad, he's more ruthless than anyone, and his health will gradually improve.

3. I write whatever comes to mind. It's not very coherent, so please don't be a troll.

Theme: Follow the distant horizon with a glimmer of light!