Alone

The upcoming novel next door, Sinful Immortal, is open for reservations!

A super-jealous half-childhood friend, the son of an Immortal Emperor, who protects his wife with his life ×

A frail former physician who descended to the mortal world and thinks he is a military general, but is actually a God of Letters

The Miscellaneous Records of the Wilds say: "Across ten thousand inches of land, divine beings protect countless common folk. The gods pity all living things and treat everyone equally. Their hearts are as clear as a mirror, open for all to see."

What a load of hypocrisy.

Every time Shan Yu heard those words, he added another mark to his ledger of sanctimonious frauds.

He had been an immortal for over a thousand years. Most days, he stayed in his residence in the Celestial Court, tending his flowers and playing with children. Apart from meetings, he hardly ever went out. But someone couldn't stand him, and after he followed a group of divine generals who opposed the Divine Empress's actions, he was kicked out of the Celestial Court and turned mortal, losing both his memories and his divine powers.

Now he doesn't have the energy to tend his flowers, and he gets winded after walking a few steps. And this child... has even learned to climb through windows.

Ya Ming: Actually, I can climb into big brother's bed, too. ^^

With a little pillow talk, the God of Letters can take down an entire group of military generals in a flash.

The Celestial Court's military generals: ...What?!

Shan Yu: Who's jealous of how good-looking I am? Got no face of your own, so you're jealous that other people have one?

Ya Ming: (After whispering in his ear) Big brother, be careful with your hands. Take care of yourself and don't get hurt.

(Turning around) Who's jealous of my big brother? I'll crush your divine rank underfoot. What makes a lowlife like you worthy of my wonderful big brother?

The other allied divine generals: ...Suddenly, I'm not so eager to return to the Celestial Court.

I will not return to the filth. I have my own way to reach the heavens.

I want to lose myself in the light with you.

Novel blurb (the title has changed; it was originally called Not Yet Rotten)

He had seen Taiping Mountain in 1999, walked step by step from Mong Kok to Shing, and breathed in the noisy air of Tsim Sha Tsui.

Before dawn, he kept having a dream that never had time to end. Someone called out, someone acted on impulse, shouting at the boundary between black and white, stubbornly insisting on dragging him into the sunlight.

: Once the sins and ugliness have been washed away, I'm still the seventeen-year-old who was too timid to let even a little affection show, hiding it in that drunken kiss that night. The one who loved you recklessly and passionately.

Proud and cool beauty, receiver × Sweet when he wants to be, bold when he wants to be, giver

Content warnings:

1. The giver is not an unequivocally good person and wears several faces.

2. The receiver has mild dissociative identity disorder at first, which later becomes severe. He has a dark, obsessive alternate personality (he will get better).

3. Mutual salvation at first, then one-sided salvation. Includes a groveling arc where the pursuer tries to win back his lover (!!).

4. Sweet at first, then angsty. Read with caution (!!).

5. The crime-investigation plot isn't especially authentic.

6. Younger man, happy ending! Happy ending! The side couple won't be discussed in detail.

Hong Kong + Chongqing

(If this isn't your thing, run for the hills!)

1. Updates whenever inspiration strikes. Currently on hiatus. Partly fictionalized setting (!!)

My writing is still rough, but I'm working on it.

Anyone who makes it to the end, whether of the blurb or the novel itself, is the luckiest treasure of my life.

Theme: The story need not stand alone at the end. We are both still here.