Wolfdog

[Going VIP this Sunday, August 25. Forty chapters will be released that day, and the main story will end! An old-school, melodramatic story with a one-on-one romance at each stage. The leads are not related by blood.]

[Check out my completed novels, Someone in My Heart and Death Spiral.]

Song Huizhi never thought he would fall in love with the older brother he grew up with in the orphanage. He never thought his brother and sister-in-law would die in a car accident, leaving behind a child who had just turned five.

What he never expected was that more than a decade later, in a rainy cemetery, the boy he had raised himself would press his tongue against the cheek marked by a bright red handprint and look at him mockingly as he said:

“Uncle, so you were so eager that day because you mistook me for him.”

On New Year’s Eve, Song Huizhi and Sheng Ling squeeze together on a single bed in Grandma’s old house.

Song Huizhi says, “Your desire for me comes from the thrill of doing something forbidden. The more you’re told not to do something, the more you want to do it. At its core, it’s just teenage rebellion.”

In the darkness, Sheng Ling stares at him, then slowly climbs on top of him. “Then why not just give me what I want and see? Maybe once I get it, I won’t want it anymore.”

Song Huizhi glances at him, noncommittal.

He only says, “Get down.”

Here’s a preview of my upcoming novel, So I’m Not Mentally Ill After All

Lin Jianyuan, 25, is an office worker. Ever since he collapsed from working late one night and was taken to the hospital, he has seen all sorts of strange things every day.

Like vines crawling out of his coworkers’ pupils.

Like frogs spewing from his boss’s split-open windpipe during meetings.

Like coming home after a two-hour commute, dragging his exhausted body through the door, only to find a separate digestive system, flesh-pink in color, smiling at him as its mouth opens and closes:

You’re home.

Would you like to shower, eat, or have me first?

Lin Jianyuan: Your whole digestive tract is raw. How am I supposed to eat it?

Lin Jianyuan suspects his brain is fried. He goes to the hospital, and the doctor says that working too hard and staying up late might have caused him to hallucinate.

Doctor: Don’t put pressure on yourself. Just relax.

Lin Jianyuan breathes a sigh of relief. “So I’m mentally ill.”

After being diagnosed with a mental illness, Lin Jianyuan becomes a lot more spirited.

A coworker says her vision is getting blurrier from staring at the computer and she feels like she’s going blind. He reaches over and yanks out the shrieking vines. The eye covering half her face sparkles again, and she can get back to passionately working at her computer with 31 fingers.

His boss still holds meetings after work, and the little mouth on his throat keeps croaking and spitting out frogs. Lin Jianyuan scoops them up in a net and takes them home for a bonus meal, as compensation for overtime paid in kind. The digestive system loves them and says so. At night, it rubs its tube against him, damp and cold, like some kind of pet reptile. Cute.

...Yes, even the unfamiliar digestive system at home looks cuter and cuter to him. One day, he even starts thinking: Well, it does have a mouth. Should I kiss it?

Lin Jianyuan gradually comes to terms with his mental illness, and his life gets better and better.

Until one day, the Special Anomaly Management Bureau shows up, asking in shock:

Did you tear apart the A-rank anomaly [Eye Vine]?

Did you take down the S-rank anomaly [Vomit]?!

Lin Jianyuan: Anomalies? What anomalies? You’re calling my coworkers and boss anomalies, so what does that make my digestive-system wife?

Lin Jianyuan pulls his shy, bashful digestive-system wife out from behind him.

Management Bureau: ...

Super S-rank alert! Requesting support from high-level combatants! Severe regional contamination warning! Evacuate civilians! Evacuate civilians! Evacuate civilians!!!

Lin Jianyuan: ?

So I’m not mentally ill after all.

But Lin Jianyuan thinks it over. His wife is still his wife, especially since they’ve already kissed. He shields her behind him and says, “Baby, don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you.”

The enormous flesh-red shadow currently revealing its true form: ...Mm. (Blushing)

And so the Management Bureau watches as the contamination level on its instruments instantly drops to zero.

Management Bureau: ?

Wait, your wife???

You’re calling that Super S-rank anomaly [Evil Domain] your wife?!

1. The wife is the top.

2. This novel is also known as My Digestive System [Heart]

Theme: Stay true to yourself even in adversity, and treat others kindly.