After I Ran Away Pregnant, the CEO Begged Me to Remarry

[Highlight!!! Little angels coming over from Hu Yubing's other book, take note: this one is different from that one~ That one is a sweet little treat, this one is a crematorium! Hu Yu is a fox, but Tong Jun is a silly dog...] When Ye Qin, utterly disheartened, took out a divorce agreement, Tong Jun did not seem particularly surprised. After all, this marriage had only ever been a matter of convenience, and after all, he was the one who had harbored ulterior motives from the very beginning. He thought this would be a liberation, a chance to run toward freedom. He never expected that although the other person had left, he would leave a knife in Tong Jun's heart, carving away at him day and night and leaving him restless and unable to sleep. The blurb is from the seme's perspective, while the main story is from the uke's perspective. In this world, men can give birth. A crematorium-style pursuit of the wife, one-on-one, happy ending. An actor uke who acts decisively and never settles X a domineering CEO seme who keeps trying to save himself and ends up falling hard. Content warning: childbirth, no switching semes. *The phrase meaning “utterly disheartened” is a synonym for “heartbroken and discouraged.” It fits the context better here and is not a typo~ Coming soon: I Miss You So Much, Too In this life, I was reborn as a sickly young wastrel, and I was quite content with that. Since I was here, I might as well make the best of it. To become a proper wastrel, I frequented brothels until I coughed up blood and fainted. One winter night, after talking with the top courtesan too late, I found Fu Chang on my way home. I thought that any true wastrel who saw such a breathtaking young man fallen on hard times would naturally feel a little sympathy, a little heartache, and a whole lot of desire. Of course, I only pretended to desire him. I saved Fu Chang from danger. It wasn't unreasonable to ask him to pour my tea and refill my water, was it? Or to have him massage my shoulders and peel grapes for me? But when did I ever ask him to warm my bed? And when did I ask him to wash and dress me? Why won't he let me eat ice? Why does he insist I soak my feet? Why won't he let me stay up reading by lamplight, insisting I go to bed by the hour of the dog? He was the one I brought home. He must be at least two thousand years younger than me, so why is he so good at bossing me around? When Fu Chang's father, the Human Emperor, came to call, I was very weak. “I didn't. He was the one who wanted to...” I meant to say I hadn't forced him to stay at my home. Fu Chang bowed. “Father, I was the one who asked to marry my benefactor.” I thought: Please just shut up. [Seme's perspective] Three hundred years ago, amid a raging sea of karmic flames, that person bound his eyes with a red silk sash. “Start counting from one. When you reach eight hundred, I'll be back.” The world changed beyond recognition. No one ever asked where the fallen god had gone, and he never returned. Three hundred years later, that same red sash was gently draped before his eyes. “Start counting from one. When you reach eight hundred, I'll be back.” After all these years, couldn't you come up with a new lie? [Bonus scene] I hate myself right now. Why did I have to say eight hundred? My waist can only manage two hundred and fifty. “Two hundred sixty-three, two hundred, uh, sixty-four, two hundred ninety-nine... Mmm...” “How many?” “...Two hundred sixty-eight, t-two, mm...” “Start. Over.” A sickly fallen god uke, warm on the outside and cold within, who specializes in tricking children X a younger seme who switches between loyal puppy and mad dog, a half-faced Buddha. *“I” is how a deity refers to himself. *Third-person narration, one-on-one, happy ending. Theme: Cherish the people around you.