Dude, This Is So Weird

Blunt, clueless straight guy bottom × secretly yearning, brooding top

He Jia Yuan has recently developed a strange condition: he can watch himself in his dreams.

The dream is set in a classroom in midsummer, on the day the students return to school to collect their diplomas after the college entrance exam.

He sees the quietest boy in class walking toward eighteen-year-old He Jia Yuan, a pink love letter clutched in his hand.

But back then, He Jia Yuan never noticed. He was leaving hand in hand with the class beauty, all smiles.

The dream is so vivid that waking up, he can only find it absurd.

Because He Jia Yuan doesn't even remember this person being in his class.

Until he sees that same face again in a conference room at his new company.

Jian Shu Xing is He Jia Yuan's boss.

They've worked together for over two months, but aside from work, they haven't said a single word to each other.

The therapist says it's a mental disturbance caused by too much work stress.

He Jia Yuan believes it.

But the dreams keep getting more real, as if he were truly there.

The second time, the timeline moves forward. He Jia Yuan dreams about the physical exam before the college entrance exam, when the boys line up naked to be weighed.

When He Jia Yuan turns around, he sees Jian Shu Xing standing behind him.

A striking height, a lean, well-muscled torso, and... an impressively built lower half.

At work, the two of them stand side by side in the men's restroom.

Almost without thinking, He Jia Yuan steals a glance.

His blood seems to freeze. The size is exactly the same as in his dream.

He is so surprised that he completely fails to control his expression.

Jian Shu Xing notices and turns to look at him, utterly unembarrassed.

"Like what you see?"

He Jia Yuan frantically searches through his graduation album and asks all his old classmates.

Everyone says they've never seen this person before.

His name isn't on the class roster, and none of the surnames match either.

But the dreams continue, and scattered fragments piece together more details.

Jian Shu Xing gives a speech at the school's farewell ceremony.

Jian Shu Xing gets the highest score in the class on the second mock math exam.

Jian Shu Xing's parents are called to school once at the start of senior year.

That night at the company retreat, He Jia Yuan has an arm around Jian Shu Xing's shoulders, their heads close together. He's so drunk he can barely speak straight, and asks with a slurred tongue, "Buddy, how come I don't remember you at all?"

He can't make sense of it and repeats the question all night, completely missing Jian Shu Xing's increasingly dark gaze.

Even after Jian Shu Xing lays him on the bed and gives his lips a light bite, he is still mumbling, "Buddy, this is so weird."

In the dim light, Jian Shu Xing's breath brushes He Jia Yuan's neck, his voice low and deep:

"Who are you calling buddy?"

"I'm your husband."

And the very next moment, as he loses consciousness, He Jia Yuan falls into that classroom again.

Jian Shu Xing, in his school uniform, sits in the last row. He looks up at the back of the student listening intently in front of him, then lowers his head and adds another stroke in his notebook.

Every page is covered in He Jia Yuan.

He Jia Yuan refuses to believe it.

He's been straight for over twenty years. How could he just turn gay all of a sudden?

To prove it, that very night he drags a friend to a bar.

With a clear target in mind, he tries to hit on someone. Before he can even bring up his WeChat QR code, a hand clamps around the back of his neck.

"Who the hell?!"

Jian Shu Xing's voice rings right beside his ear, barely containing his anger. "We're going home."

What happens next spirals completely out of control.

He still refuses to give in verbally, cursing in broken bursts, though his voice keeps turning breathy.

Jian Shu Xing holds him down, his words edged with a mocking laugh:

"Straight?"

"Would a straight guy moan like that?"

*

Fine, last time he wasn't prepared, and they picked the wrong place.

He Jia Yuan steels himself and walks straight into a gay bar.

But the atmosphere inside makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

He manages to hold out for a while, but eventually can't take it. He makes an excuse to hide in a corner and lowers his head to light a cigarette.

The flame has barely caught when someone grabs his wrist and drags him stumbling all the way into the restroom.

Jian Shu Xing pins him against the sink. With his other hand, he forcefully turns He Jia Yuan's face toward the mirror.

The man in the mirror is disheveled, the corners of his eyes red, entirely at the mercy of another man.

"Look closely!"

Jian Shu Xing leans in, bites his earlobe, and exposes him without mercy.

"Look at yourself right now."

"Everyone in there makes you uncomfortable. But with me, even your knees go weak."

"He Jia Yuan, how long are you going to keep lying to yourself?"

Content warnings:

1. Both leads are inexperienced. The top's first love is the bottom. The bottom has had a girlfriend, but they never had sex.

2. The leads smoke.

3. Some high school scenes are interspersed throughout.

Note: This is a contemporary urban story with no fantasy or supernatural elements.

Theme: Treasure the person by your side.