Real Men Don't Fake Romance

Ye Zhaixing and Wen Cheng had been at odds since childhood.

He loved getting into mischief, and Wen Cheng loved stopping him.

Ye Zhaixing liked sneaking White Rabbit candy under the covers, fighting with the kid next door, and secretly climbing trees to pick peaches.

Wen Cheng would catch him eating candy, stop him from fighting, and pluck him down from the tree.

Then the candy would be confiscated, the kid next door would take the peaches, and Ye Zhaixing would get a few beatings.

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Ye Zhaixing vowed that one day, sooner or later, he'd beat Wen Cheng until he called him Daddy.

But when Ye Zhaixing was five, Wen Cheng suddenly moved away.

He never got his revenge.

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In their second year of high school, Wen Cheng came back and moved in with Ye Zhaixing's family.

Ye Zhaixing: Heh. The time for revenge has come.

He was going to stomp Wen Cheng into the ground!

But then...

Wen Cheng gave a speech beneath the national flag, while Ye Zhaixing got punished for being late.

Wen Cheng ranked first in their grade, while Ye Zhaixing got scolded by the teacher for not handing in his homework.

Wen Cheng represented their city in a national competition, while Ye Zhaixing got caught sneaking into an internet cafe.

Ye Zhaixing: Damn, I'm embarrassing myself in front of everyone!

The worst part was that, in front of Wen Cheng, he pulled a pink love letter out of his schoolbag... and he didn't even know who had sent it.

Ye Zhaixing was a little embarrassed.

Ye Zhaixing was also a little flustered.

Ye Zhaixing stammered, trying to explain that he wasn't dating anyone, but couldn't manage to get a complete sentence out.

"This thing..."

Wen Cheng looked at the love letter held out in front of him, then at Ye Zhaixing's reddening ears.

Then he solemnly took the letter.

Wen Cheng: "Thank you."

Ye Zhaixing: "?"

Wen Cheng: "I'll take good care of it."

Ye Zhaixing: "???"

*Childhood sweethearts. A proper top student gong x a lively young master shou.

*Daily updates are my eternal goal. If I can't manage one, I'll post a notice. If I haven't posted a notice, I probably fell asleep writing and posted one in my dreams. So if there's no update and no notice, feel free to give the author an online beating. I won't fight back.

*A silly, sweet little story. Please forgive any lack of rigor, and feel free to point things out.

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