I Was Forced to Become a Casanova

Erotomania is a rare psychological disorder in which patients become deluded into believing that another person, usually someone of high social standing, is in love with them. Blurb One Wu Tong discovered he had a problem. His problem was that he could make other people develop a condition called [erotomania]. And they all thought he was in love with them. Their entire process of getting to know each other and dating was automatically filled in. If he tried to explain, they would think he wanted to break up. If he ran into another patient, they would think he was two-timing them, and an extremely bloody romantic showdown would ensue. The campus heartthrob, a renowned professor, a popular star, a CEO who had returned from overseas... Wu Tong: Just kill me already. He's just an utterly ordinary nobody. Even if he split himself in two, he couldn't keep up with this many men! Seriously, he does not have this many boyfriends. Blurb Two The white lotus strolled up to Wu Tong and gave him an especially sugary, fake-sweet smile. "Your boyfriend is so handsome. Why don't you give him to me?" Wu Tong thought it over. After a moment of silence, he replied, "Which one are you asking about?" The white lotus, pupils shaking: ... Blurb Three What do you mean, delusions of being loved? I simply love only you. Reader's Guide: 1. Modern setting, but with multiple story segments. There are some unscientific shenanigans. The protagonist is not universally adored, and the ending is one-on-one. 2. It's destined to be unscientific. If you take it too seriously, it gets ridiculous. The writing is pretty rough, the whole setting is made up, and the logic goes completely off the rails. 3. New story, new setting, new flights of fancy. If you don't enjoy it, let's part on good terms, go our separate ways, and live happily ever after in a peaceful world. Wouldn't that be lovely? Please add my new story to your reading list! I think it's absolutely delicious. If you agree, please add it too! "Hello, Please Don't Be a Dog" Tai Lang's classmate brought him some study materials. The next day, he said to him, "Your roommate seems really weird." Tai Lang said he didn't have a roommate, so his classmate advised him to move. When his classmate came to visit his new place, afterward he told Tai Lang that his landlord seemed weird, too. Tai Lang said weird was good, because the landlord was about to kill him, setting off a tragic romance between the classmate and the landlord while he got to make a happy exit. But the landlord showed no sign of wanting to kill him. He granted his every request, and if Tai Lang went a single day without asking him for something, the man would go crazy. The plot really was getting weird. Tai Lang forced himself to say, "Don't freak out here." Tai Lang and the amnesiac man he had taken in and carefully looked after for a year became lovers. Six months after they made their relationship official, the man disappeared. A few months later, Tai Lang saw a news report on television saying the man, heir to a powerful conglomerate, was engaged to someone else. The man had regained his memory, but forgotten Tai Lang completely. He drew a clear line between them and threw money in Tai Lang's face. Tai Lang followed the script and fake-cried for two days. From then on, he became a major factor in the man's tragic romance with his fiance, and happily prepared to clock out. Then, after more than half a year without seeing him, the man suddenly showed up at his door. It was as if he had developed some unspeakable addiction. Instinct tortured Tai Lang's body, tormented his spirit, and wiped out his reason. Pleasure and pain split him in two. Without the man's mercy, every inch of him ached and itched as if crawling with ants. Tai Lang: How did this happen? Can't you just take some traditional medicine to fix this? Tai Lang had gotten smarter. The pay was a little low, but at least he could actually get it in his hands. This time, all he had to do was wait for the real young master, switched at birth with him, to show up and kick him out. He hurled vicious insults at the real young master, but to his surprise, the young master wasn't angry at all. The more Tai Lang insulted him, the happier and more excited he got. "Insult me some more," the young master sincerely begged. Tai Lang broke down. What the hell, why are there so many dogs! And never mind whether they're dogs or not, they're not even human! Reader's Guide: 1. My personal tastes: a collection of stories with nonhuman, big-chested tops. I'm drooling just thinking about it. Does anyone get it? If you do, then we're sisters born to different mothers and fathers. 2. Multiple story segments, one-on-one ending. Theme: Ordinary, peaceful life is what really matters