After We Broke Up, My Ex Insisted on Getting Back Together

The main story is complete. The full book costs just over 2 yuan, so please support the official release! Cheng Xu thought Song Yanshan was a gentle “Top Ten Boyfriend” type who would accept everything about him. That was until Cheng Xu asked to break up. After a long silence, the other man merely said, “Okay.” Four years later, they met again. Cheng Xu had just finished throwing up in the restroom when Song Yanshan walked over with a frown and took the cigarette from his mouth. “Don't tell me you still love me?” Cheng Xu asked with a lazy smile. Song Yanshan didn't answer. Later, in a dark alley, Cheng Xu was covered in blood, having just sent those men to prison. Song Yanshan gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but pressed his thumb hard against a bruise. Cheng Xu looked at him and said it hurt. “I let you go four years ago because I thought you could have a better life.” “Now it seems I was wrong.” He gripped Cheng Xu by the throat. His voice was cold as ice, yet suffocatingly tender: “It's all right. From now on, you won't get another chance to leave.” Gentle, possessive, guiding daddy-type top × cool, proud, queenly, teasing bottom Both have only been with each other, and each is the other's first love PS: A little sweet treat of around 150,000 words, almost complete. New novel coming soon: What Should I Do When My Childhood Friend Keeps Wanting to Be My Husband? Blurb: Liang Huaishen knew from the time he was little that Wenzheng was going to be his wife. When Liang Huaishen was five, the chubby kid who lived across the street stole some flower arrangements from home and offered them to Wenzheng. Blushing, he said, “Zhengzheng, you're so pretty. Can you be my wife when we grow up?” Wenzheng took the flowers in a daze and asked with wide, bright eyes, “What's a wife?” When Liang Huaishen saw this, he scrambled over the fence on his little legs, rushed over, and slapped the flowers out of Wenzheng's hands. “Who dares steal my wife!” Afterward, both children cried, and Liang Huaishen got a stern scolding from his parents. Once they started school, Liang Huaishen kept an even closer eye on Wenzheng. He had to know if Wenzheng had drunk his milk, if he'd put medicine on a cut, and who he'd talked to at school. Then, when Wenzheng turned eighteen and went to a bar for the first time, Liang Huaishen showed up to drag him home after he'd had just one drink. Under the dazzling lights, Liang Huaishen's face was as grim as the King of Hell's. “You have one minute. Put down your drink and come home with me.” Wenzheng snapped, “Why do you get to control me? You're nothing but my neighbor! What right do you have to tell me what to do?” Liang Huaishen's expression darkened further. He stepped closer, grabbed the back of Wenzheng's head, and kissed him in front of everyone. As his tongue slipped inside, Liang Huaishen rubbed Wenzheng's waist and said: “I raised you. You want to ask what right I have to control you?” By the time Wenzheng was twenty-five, he had become a moderately famous actor. One night, while Wenzheng was livestreaming, someone opened the door to his study. Liang Huaishen leaned drunkenly against his shoulder and murmured, “Darling, my wife.” Wenzheng's heart jumped. He hurriedly blocked the camera and shook Liang Huaishen awake. “I'm livestreaming!” Liang Huaishen squinted at the screen. The comments were full of fans posting things like “Wife” and “Pretty Zhengzheng.” Then his handsome face filled the screen. He raised an eyebrow and declared imperiously, “Who dares steal my wife?” Theme: Love brings people back together, no matter how far apart they are.