Living in My Mortal Enemy's Pocket

[Complete. My upcoming story, If I Don't Act Like a Scumbag Bottom, I'll Die, is described at the end.] Five years ago, Ye Tang and Fu Linfeng parted on bad terms. Everyone watched as Ye Tang, who had been pampered for eighteen years, smashed a piano. Fu Linfeng, quiet and proud as ever, stood rigidly to one side with a cold expression, not saying a word the entire time. Ye Tang made a harsh declaration, and the two former close friends cut ties for good and never contacted each other again. Five years later, Ye Tang returned to the country, and less than three hours after getting off the plane, they ran into each other. Fu Linfeng was dressed to the nines, looking like a proper gentleman, elegant and refined. Ye Tang stood beneath a tacky banner covered in gaudy words, with messy hair and reeking of alcohol. Ye Tang secretly swore that if he ever said another word to Fu Linfeng in this lifetime, he wouldn't be human! That very night, he passed out. When he woke up, he discovered that the whole damn world had changed. His phone was bigger than he was, the table was taller than he was, and even a stupid, clumsy, shedding cat dared to taunt him. The mighty Young Master Ye had turned into a palm-sized, self-propelled BJD doll? Worst of all, after struggling desperately to climb out of a suit pocket, he looked up and saw Fu Linfeng sprawled on the bed opposite him, sleeping in all his glory. Ye Tang stared at those perfectly defined abs... Damn Fu Linfeng, have you no shame? - Later, dressed in a specially tailored miniature shirt, Ye Tang happily danced on those eight abs while munching on a little sweet chestnut. He had to admit, this was pretty great. Being an action figure wasn't so bad after all. - * A slice-of-life sweet romance about little everyday moments. Everything is set in an alternate world; in short, it's all made up, so don't take it seriously. A young master X a genuine big shot. The bottom will shrink from time to time and return to normal later. There's no logic, so don't take it seriously. * I really can't write this blurb anymore. Please click in and give this poor author a chance. * The protagonists have some character flaws. Perfectionists, run! * Don't tell me you're dropping the story. If you do, I'll really cry. * (Important) Stop insulting me, please. If you keep at it, I'll get stupid. Upcoming story: If I Don't Act Like a Scumbag Bottom, I'll Die. Click the author's page to bookmark it! Blurb: 1 Cheng Cheng transmigrated into a dogblood novel as its identically named, deranged villain. In the book, he was an illogical madman who forced the male lead, Xie Xun, to marry him, despite not loving him at all. After the wedding, he imprisoned and tormented Xie Xun, making his life worse than death. Then the completely corrupted Xie Xun did the same to him, imprisoning him until he died. Newly transmigrated, Cheng Cheng stood outside the marriage registry, his hand trembling as he held their fresh marriage certificate. He grabbed Xie Xun and tried to drag him back inside. "I think I should get a divor..." He hadn't even finished saying "divorce" before his blood ran cold and he started gasping for breath. Oh, right. Cheng Cheng had nearly forgotten that he had to maintain his scumbag-bottom persona and torment Xie Xun, or he'd die. Facing Xie Xun's strange gaze, Cheng Cheng slammed on the brakes and gritted out, "...I can't, can't live without you." 2 Xie Xun had long known Cheng Cheng was a deranged pervert. Forced into marriage and humiliated, he had no choice but to endure it while he was still powerless. But once he got through this unbearable period of married life, he would make Cheng Cheng pay. Xie Xun had prepared himself for anything. ...But things seemed to be taking a strange turn. Cheng Cheng glared menacingly. "The soup is poisoned. One drop will kill you. If you don't dare drink it, you're no real man." Cheng Cheng's expression turned ominous. "I heard your little sister is still in school. You'd better think carefully about whether you want to wash the dishes yourself today!" In the end, the soup was delicious, the food was great, and the only "abuse" he suffered was having to wash the dishes every day. But Cheng Cheng was the one cooking all the meals, so it wasn't so bad... Wait. Xie Xun furrowed his brows. He mulled over Cheng Cheng's words, "I can't live without you." They seemed to come from the heart. Xie Xun took a deep breath. The air was full of the sweet scent of love. Oh, he loves me. Completed works: The Lazy Fish Doesn't Want to Work Hard and Mind Reading Without Marking. Click the author's page to go straight to them. All right, the author has nothing more to say. Theme: Stay positive and pursue your ideals in life, even in adversity.