I'm Just Dying, It's Not Like I Don't Love You Anymore

Yu Qingyuan thought that if his life were a book, it would have to be one of the most popular dog-blood melodrama tropes.

A drunk for a father, a gambling mother, and a fragile son.

Just when he had finally made it through the college entrance exams and could go out on his own, his wealthy biological parents suddenly appeared.

On the first day back in their home: a cold father, a biased mother, an unhappy older brother, a hostile fake young master, and Yu Qingyuan, expressionless.

Forget it.

Yu Qingyuan glanced at his brand-new boyfriend and thought that as long as he got through this rough patch, things would be fine. After all, life was full of ups and downs... and downs...

Then came the day he was diagnosed with an incurable terminal illness. Then came the news that his lover had been in a car accident and lost his memory. Then he pushed open the hospital room door and saw his boyfriend calling the smug fake young master his savior.

Yu Qingyuan: ...

He looked at the diagnosis in his hand and suddenly felt that life was exhausting and not worth it. Just as he was about to turn and leave, the man in the hospital bed suddenly called out to him.

Yu Qingyuan, expressionless: If I'm guessing right, this is where he says, "You're my true love. Let's break up, you heartless person," and so on...

But in the next second, a blur flashed before his eyes. A man over six feet tall slid across the floor and wrapped his arms around Yu Qingyuan's waist, crying, "Yu Qingyuan! Don't you love me anymore?"

Yu Qingyuan: ?

The smug fake young master: ? What is he doing?

Chi Ling ignored the group of people frozen in shock and clung to Yu Qingyuan's leg, wailing, "Waaah, Yuan, you can't stop loving me! Even if you've got someone else, that's okay. If it comes to it, I can be your side piece, or your second or third side piece!"

Yu Qingyuan: Oh, I forgot to mention: his boyfriend is hopelessly, terminally lovesick. There's no saving him.

What a mess.

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The first day after Chi Ling was dumped by Yu Qingyuan: I miss him, I miss him.

The second day after Chi Ling was dumped by Yu Qingyuan: Keeps pestering him.

The third day after Chi Ling was dumped by Yu Qingyuan: Plans to lock him up.

He carefully prepared a soft bed, the latest game console and computer, bought luxurious gold chains, washed Yu Qingyuan's favorite fruit, and gathered a box of books: The Complete Guide to Cooking, One Hundred Little Cooking Tips, One Hundred Essential Skills for the Househusband... He was ready to kidnap him back to his little nest.

But before he could take out the water he'd prepared, he saw the person in front of him open and close his eyes, then go limp and collapse into his arms.

Chi Ling: I didn't drug him.

No, wait.

The next second, he sprinted to the hospital like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shouting for the doctors to save his boyfriend.

When Yu Qingyuan woke up again, he saw a disheveled man with bloodshot eyes, looking like a ghost.

"...Why are you crying?"

He reached out and patted Chi Ling, who had suddenly pulled him into his arms, then sighed softly. "I'm just dying. It's not like I don't love you anymore."

Notes:

1v1, both are each other's first and only, happy ending. The gong is terminally lovesick, obeys every command, and is beyond saving. The shou seems indifferent, but he's just as hopelessly in love.

A just-for-fun project. All illnesses are made up by me to serve the plot. Everything is in service of the plot and romance, so please ignore any plot holes.

I'll add more if I think of anything.

Theme: The sunlight will always tear through the gloom.