Five Years of Marriage

Mature Man X Mature Man Tsundere Straight 0 X Ruthless, Talkative 1 Sun Ping was the youngest child in his family. His parents had three daughters before finally having a son to carry on the family line. He followed his buddies to the city to work at fourteen, became a construction foreman at twenty-seven, and by thirty had not only become the boss of a construction company, but had also successfully become gay. Sun Ping's dream when he first came to the city was a simple one: work hard with his pals, make a fortune, marry a wife, and build a brick house. He never expected that meeting Lin Li would ruin his whole life. Just as he was starting to feel proud of himself, Lin Li beat him up. Just as he was starting to make money, Lin Li slept with him. If Boss Sun had to name one thing he regretted in life, he would say being gay had ruined his whole life. "How did it ruin your life? You sound like you're having a great time every day." As Lin Li was heading out, he unlocked the cuff around Sun Ping's wrist and bent down to kiss him. "You'll be late for work in a minute." Sun Ping: "...Bro, don't leave a mark!" - Everyday life for a married couple who have been together for five years. Very short. Very rustic and clichéd. Extreme purists, read with caution! orz The top has had a crush on the bottom for many years. Everyday life after turning a straight man gay and being in a relationship for five years. Next, a period novel: After the Northeastern Tycoon Spoils His Sweetheart Delicate, pampered blind bottom X ruthless, loyal-dog top (pseudo-incest, older man) Liao Wenchuan's father was notorious in the village for being a piece of shit. He went to the city to work, found a woman, and drove Liao Wenchuan's mother to her death. Liao Wenchuan grew up with that beast of a father, who did nothing but drink and beat him. When Liao Wenchuan was eight, his father brought home a pregnant woman, who gave birth to his younger brother, Liao Niannian. From the moment he could walk, Liao Niannian was an unbearably clingy child. Liao Wenchuan was sick of him. He was the son of a mistress, conceived through a dirty affair, and Liao Wenchuan hated him. Yet the child was always pattering over to him barefoot, wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him endlessly as he asked in a muffled voice, "Chuan, big brother, do you like me today?" Liao Wenchuan always answered, "Stay away from me." Liao Niannian's eyesight had been poor since he was three, and he became completely blind at six. The hospital said it would take a lot of money to cure him. They also discovered he was not the old man's biological son. That same year, the Liao family's business, which had only recently begun to turn around, went under. The woman fled from this bottomless pit of a family, and his father was buried in debt. The old man cooked a meal that night and said things would get better. Liao Wenchuan thought he had changed his ways, but the meal had been laced with pesticide. When Liao Wenchuan woke up again, the old man had already been poisoned to death. The pesticide had burned his throat so badly he could no longer speak. The doctor said, "Is that blind boy your younger brother? In the middle of winter, he ran several miles, begging people to help bring you here." Liao Niannian was blind, yet he had felt his way along the main road in the bitter wind, stumbling countless times. He went home and begged people to pool their money to save Liao Wenchuan. Liao Niannian had frostbite on his hands and feet and was burning with fever, delirious. He held Liao Wenchuan tightly and whispered, "Brother, don't die. Don't leave me behind." Liao Wenchuan touched his head. All he could do was hold him tightly and tell him not to be afraid. Liao Wenchuan could not speak, and Liao Niannian could not see. But wherever Liao Wenchuan went, he always held his precious boy's hand tightly. Years later, Liao Wenchuan was blasting mines and digging for coal, becoming a bona fide "coal boss" and carving out a place for himself in the declining North, surrounded by wolves on all sides. Meanwhile, a blind pianist appeared at a grand theater in Beijing. During an interview, Liao Niannian could not find the camera. His brother snapped his fingers in the crowd. He turned toward the sound, beaming. In truth, Liao Niannian had run away many times and had wanted to die many times, too. As a child, he clung to his brother. When he grew up, he realized he was only a burden to him. They were not related by blood, and Liao Wenchuan owed him nothing. He thought about running away, but Liao Wenchuan blocked every path. After that, the words he said to him most often were, "Stay close to your brother." "I'm begging you, Liao Niannian. Don't leave your brother alone." "Your surname is Liao. The Liao in Liao Wenchuan." No matter who Liao Niannian's father was, from the day Liao Wenchuan decided to hold that child in his arms, Liao Niannian became his son. Bonus scene Even after growing up, Liao Niannian was always trying to leave his brother. But the brother who had once hated him most could no longer bear to have Liao Niannian out of his sight for more than a minute. To keep an eye on him, Liao Wenchuan hung a recording device on his chest. He could switch it on at any time and see what his younger brother was doing from a first-person perspective. Liao Niannian also had to keep replacing his phone because they never hung up their video calls, and the battery drained too quickly. That day, Liao Niannian's piano lesson ended early. He stood on the tactile paving, unsure which way the bus stop was. Just as he was about to ask a passerby, a voice came through the monitor on his chest: "Go right for half a minute, then wait by the roadside." "Which bus am I waiting for?" Liao Niannian asked. Half a minute later, a car pulled up in front of him. Liao Wenchuan scooped him up and carried him into the car like a little chick. Liao Niannian pouted. "I've never ridden a bus before..." "Keep dreaming." Liao Wenchuan pinched the back of his neck. "Don't go wandering off on your own." Theme: Live life earnestly