The Real Young Master Is Dying

On the eve of his twenty-second birthday, Lin Yiyu was diagnosed with terminal cancer.

This was his third month living with his biological parents, yet they still loved the child who should never have been part of their family more than him.

His older brother still fancied himself a fair-minded peacemaker.

His younger sister still called only the other boy her brother.

His younger brother still never took him seriously.

Lin Yiyu thought it was pointless. Living like this for an entire lifetime was pointless.

He was going to die anyway, so he no longer wanted to waste his time on this group of so-called family members.

He wanted to do something he had never done before.

So he went to find Ying Yan.

Ying Yan, the second young master of the Ying Group, heir to a top-tier family the Lin family could spend a lifetime striving for and still never reach.

They said Ying Yan was a womanizer. They said he loved beautiful people. They said he was a good lover, too.

Lin Yiyu thought that sounded just fine.

That way, he would be just one leaf among the countless flowers Ying Yan had passed through, a leaf that left no trace. Even if he died, Ying Yan would not miss him.

And he succeeded.

On their very first night together, he successfully got Ying Yan into a hotel.

After that, he dated Ying Yan, lived with him, and did everything couples were supposed to do.

Then, at the end of his life, he left this city that had never belonged to him. He quietly enjoyed his final days in the home that did belong to him, waiting for death.

But, to his surprise,

His parents called and messaged him frantically, asking where he was.

His older brother kept looking for him, hoping he would come back.

His younger siblings cried and said they were wrong, that they only wanted him as their brother.

Lin Yiyu could not be bothered to deal with them. He said nothing.

The day Ying Yan showed up, Lin Yiyu was stunned for a long time.

Ying Yan stared into his eyes, looking furious.

Lin Yiyu felt a little guilty. “I left you a letter, and some money.”

“So what?” Ying Yan snapped. “Do you think I'm some gigolo you bought? Why are you leaving me money?!”

“I'm going to die,” Lin Yiyu said gently. “There's no point keeping all that money, so I thought I might as well give it to you.”

At least, at the end of his life, Ying Yan had been there with him, giving him the warmth and affection he had wanted but never received.

Ying Yan froze.

After a long while, Lin Yiyu heard him speak again, his voice terribly hoarse. “You're going to die, but you're not dead yet! If you're still alive, get treatment! Don't you know how advanced modern medicine is? Don't you know how rich I am?!”

Lin Yiyu looked at his slightly reddened eyes, confused. “But why would you spend your money on me?”

Ying Yan: !!!

“Why? Obviously because you had the nerve to leave without a word. What else could it be? It's not like I'm in love with you!”

Lin Yiyu: !!!

Lin Yiyu: ...

*

Later,

As Lin Yiyu lay in bed, nearly asleep, he heard Ying Yan hold him and say in a low voice, “Don't die.”

“I'm too young to become a widower.”

Lin Yiyu: ...

Lin Yiyu reminded him, “We're not even married yet.”

“Then that's even worse,” Ying Yan said, entirely convinced. “I don't even have an official title!”

Lin Yiyu: ...

*

At twelve, Lin Yiyu made a wish over the candles on a cake that wasn't there. He wasn't a very strong person. Sometimes he was fragile, too. So he hoped someone would be willing to stay with him all the time, or at least be there when he needed them.

At twenty-two, Lin Yiyu made a wish over the candles on a cake he had bought himself. He hoped that in his next life, he would be an exceptionally strong person who would never need anyone's company.

At twenty-three, Lin Yiyu looked at the cake Ying Yan had bought him, thought for a moment, and blew out the candles without making a wish.

His wishes had never come true.

But fortunately, someone had already made his wish come true.

[The rumors about the love interest are false. See the main story for how they started.]

[There is no misdiagnosis. The protagonist really is dying, but it's fine, because we have a Jinjiang medical miracle.]

Theme: Cherish life and yourself. Loving yourself is loving life.