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Sculptor shou x psychological scientist gong
Jiang Yujin has been feeling a little off lately. It's as if he's gone into... heat. His body is unusually sensitive, and even masturbating himself practically raw hasn't brought him any relief, so he had no choice but to go to the hospital.
The doctor said with a straight face, "Find yourself a partner."
Jiang Yujin: "...It's not like I don't have one."
The doctor gave him a skeptical look, then got it. "Have your partner make an appointment."
That was a little difficult for Jiang Yujin.
He really did have a husband. The other name on their marriage certificate was right there in black and white: Lu Chengyi. Alive and well.
But he'd sworn not to seek Lu Chengyi out, and besides, the man didn't even remember him.
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A friend took Jiang Yujin to a custom novelty shop that specialized in plush dolls. After listening to the shop assistant explain what they could do, Jiang Yujin lost interest and was about to leave when his friend said, "They can customize the face."
Jiang Yujin silently lowered his head and pulled up a photo of Lu Chengyi. "I want ten."
His friend froze. "That many?"
"I don't want to wash them," Jiang Yujin said.
His friend: ...Maybe you should just find a new husband.
That night, Jiang Yujin tried out the doll. But the strange sensations that had finally faded a few days ago returned, and he almost felt as if he wasn't the one playing with the doll. The doll was playing with him.
With his eyes blurred and hazy, he called the video number of someone who'd been lying inactive on his contacts list for years.
When Lu Chengyi's face appeared on the screen, the doll in front of Jiang Yujin was crumpled in his grip.
"Who is this?" the man's sexy voice rang out in the room.
Jiang Yujin was nearly steamed by the heat. A veil of moisture blurred his vision, and he couldn't see clearly, but he vaguely noticed that Lu Chengyi was holding a pink doll.
As the man's fingers curled, Jiang Yujin shuddered all over. His voice was hoarse, tinged with a stifled sob. "Aren't you my husband...?"
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Lu Chengyi found a doll that was identical to Jiang Yujin in both feel and scent.
Jiang Yujin had always had a high sex drive, and Lu Chengyi had gotten into the habit of soothing the doll, which looked just like him, both before bed and after waking up.
He thought he'd never see Jiang Yujin again in this lifetime, until one day, an unexpected call came through.
The face he'd dreamed of day and night was as red as a ripe apple, and plump beads of sweat slowly trickled down the body rising and falling in time with the doll's.
It seemed he understood.
Reading tips:
1. The blurb differs in some places from the main text. Please follow the main text!
2. Empathy dolls and sex dolls are fictional, with no real-life inspiration.
3. The story takes place after the gong and shou have registered their marriage. This isn't fetish content!
Theme: Love can transcend all things
