I Stand at the Edge

That day, Qin Ye suddenly said, "Shengge, let's play a game." "What game?" Liang Shengge asked, looking at him in confusion. "I'll say something, and you tell me whether it's true or not." "That's so childish. Fine, go ahead." "I have a younger brother." "False." Qin Ye nodded. "I have a younger sister." "True." Qin Ye nodded again. "I have a wife." "False." Liang Shengge glared at him. Qin Ye could only nod. "I have a husband." Liang Shengge gave a little huff, his voice soft. "True." Liang Shengge loves Qin Ye. He loves how accepting Qin Ye is, how he takes care of everything for him, and how they hold hands beneath the sunshine. Qin Ye loves Liang Shengge, very, very much. He loves the way Liang Shengge lights up when he smiles, the cool look in his eyes when he's impatient, and, most of all, how his ears turn red when he awkwardly tries to show his concern. A seme-focused story. Based on reader feedback, it's mutually doting. Liang Shengge is the seme. Childhood friends who fall in love. Reality is cruel, and we don't live in a dream. We stand on the edge, and only by holding each other tight can we keep from falling into the darkness. Theme: Live well.