Everyone thought Wu Xingzhu was a big shot. After all, only a big shot could face so many terrifying incidents with such composure and never change expression. But only Wu Xingzhu knew the truth: he'd simply frozen up and hadn't come to his senses yet.
People say starlight is faint and useless, but only Xing Xu knows that the stars are the brightest things in the night, outshining the sun by an immeasurable margin. So he has to hold on to this star.
A fake big shot who's actually dazed bottom X a ruffian bandit top who courts death. No secondary couples, both leads are virgins, so read on without worry. Some of the settings in this story are inspired by horror games. This is my first story, so please bear with the writing.
Theme: Human courage.
