[Sweet on the surface, dark and obsessive younger top VS naive, sharp-tongued but softhearted older bottom]
The thing Li Shaoqing resented most in his life was his father bringing home Li Ziyu, the son of his mistress, when he was seven. The boy hid behind the woman and timidly called him "older brother."
Li Shaoqing was always cold toward Li Ziyu, but Li Ziyu clung to him like a piece of gum that would not come off, following him around no matter what.
Their relationship changed one rainy day.
Li Shaoqing came upon a few rich young men kicking and punching Li Ziyu, calling him a "bastard," while Li Ziyu curled up on the ground, swallowing his pain as he choked out, "Brother, save me."
He had meant to turn and walk away, but the voice grated on his nerves. In the end, he said sternly, "That's enough. He's part of the Li family too."
From that day on, he allowed Li Ziyu to get close to him. Out of respect for Li Shaoqing, no one dared bully the "young master" of the blended family again.
Li Shaoqing thought Li Ziyu had done nothing wrong, so there was no harm in protecting him. He never expected that this gentle little deer had long been hiding a wolfish ambition for him.
On the night Li Ziyu turned eighteen, he stumbled into Li Shaoqing's room, burning with fever. His porcelain-pale cheeks were an unnatural crimson, and his gaze was hazy and fever-bright.
Li Shaoqing frowned. "I'll find someone decent for you."
"I don't want anyone else!" Li Ziyu suddenly threw himself at him and clung to him, his voice breaking into tears. "Brother, help me."
As if bewitched, Li Shaoqing had only just raised his hand when Li Ziyu pinned him beneath himself.
After one night of reckless passion, Li Shaoqing looked at the person on the bed, crying so hard his eyes were swollen like walnuts. The words "I'll send you away" reached his lips, only to be blocked by a plaintive, "Brother, are you going to abandon me again?"
From then on, Li Ziyu became even more attentive, coaxing him in a soft, sweet voice and crossing the line again and again.
Everyone around him tried to warn him:
"Shaoqing, wake up! Li Ziyu is not nearly as innocent as he looks!"
Li Shaoqing scoffed. He had watched Li Ziyu grow up. How could he not know what he was like?
At a party, a young man pestered him for his contact information. Just a few days later, someone had beaten the young man until he was unrecognizable.
When Li Shaoqing stumbled upon it, Li Ziyu was standing at the mouth of the alley, blood still on his hands, wearing his usual smile. "Oh dear, I got caught by you, Brother."
Only then did Li Shaoqing realize that Li Ziyu was no pure little white rabbit. He was a mad wolf in sheep's clothing.
He fled abroad, hoping to escape once and for all from the person who had deceived him for more than a decade.
Three years later, the little boy who used to follow him around had grown half a head taller than him. With a deep gaze, he pressed forward step by step.
"Brother." Li Ziyu reached out and clasped his wrist, his tone leaving no room for refusal, though a trace of grievance lurked beneath it. "Now that you're done making a scene, come home with me."
[Reading Guide]
1. The top is slightly shorter than the bottom at first.
2. Both are each other's only partners, happy ending.
3. Regret and redemption, forced love, and rekindled romance.
Theme: Pay attention to mental health.