Young Master Wunian

P.S. The broad setting has not been fully worked out yet, and there are also some plot and characterization bugs, so this story probably won't be updated again until I've finished building the setting. I'll change its status to "Paused" as well. I'm very sorry to disappoint everyone who enjoyed it.

When he first woke up, the man ran a hand over his wounds and said, "Since you refuse to remember your past, I'll call you Wu Nian." Then he put on a mask, unwilling to face his ruined features. After many years of storms and hardship, only "Wu Nian" remained in the world.

Much later, when Xiao Hui remembered everything, he was suddenly and immensely grateful that day by the bridge, beneath the willows, when he called out to the person passing by. The drizzle had trapped more than one person. How lucky he had been. He told Wu Nian what he was thinking. The man, resting his chin on his hand as he gazed into the distance, smiled. "Even if you hadn't called out to me then, we would have met eventually. If I saw you, of course I'd pay attention to you. After all, I've always thought you were just my type in every way."

Who could have known that a drizzle, a backward glance, and two jars of strong liquor in their youth would set the course of their love for the rest of their lives?

A chance encounter, a fated bond, a lifetime adrift.

P.S. Don't believe the blurb. I don't have the brains to write serious drama. This is a silly, sweet, fluffy little story with no logic. Everything that happens is in service of the romance (???).

P.P.S. A gentle, beautiful, mysterious nobleman seme vs. a prickly, sweet, slightly lovesick young master uke. 1v1, happy ending, doting seme, older seme, sweet romance.

P.P.P.S. The most important thing about reading is having fun. If it's not for you, don't force yourself. Just click the exit button in the top right corner ^ω^

P.P.P.P.S. The author updates irregularly, so if you're interested, feel free to bookmark it and let the chapters pile up ~~??*(???╰?╯????)??