Love at First Sight

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Xia Si only realized he liked men after meeting Bu Handong. He even did something as stupid as blocking the bathroom door and coming on to him, but that kid was so cold he might as well have fallen into an ice cellar. After careful consideration, he was a straight-A student through and through, practically had "good student" carved into his face. Xia Si thought he was just a delinquent, so he should stop corrupting one of the nation's good young men. But who could have guessed that just after he went back to work at the bar, Bu Handong would come after him?

Amid the glittering, drunken atmosphere, Bu Handong, still wearing his high school uniform, made his way through the men and women dancing wildly on the floor to the bar. With a cold expression, he grabbed Xia Si by the wrist and pulled him toward the restroom.

"Good student, this isn't the kind of place you should be." Xia Si leaned lazily against the wall, a cigarette hanging from his lips.

"Why are you here?" Bu Handong asked, suppressing his anger.

"Making money." Xia Si grinned and blew a puff of smoke in Bu Handong's face.

"How much do you need? I'll give it to you." Bu Handong's icy fingers brushed Xia Si's skin as he carefully buttoned up the shirt that had come undone down to his stomach.

"Senior, are you planning to keep me?" Xia Si's eyes traveled boldly up and down him. He looked downright seductive.

"It's called taking care of you." With that, Bu Handong, the tips of his ears red, dragged him into a restroom stall.

Later, Xia Si got into trouble at school. The guy who picked a fight with him came from a powerful family, so the school sent Xia Si home to reflect on his behavior. When Bu Handong still hadn't returned by the time classes ended, Xia Si picked up his phone and messaged him.

- Where are you?

- We have a quiz during evening study.

Xia Si clicked his tongue. Of course he was a good student. He rubbed his growling stomach and casually sent another message.

- I'm hungry.

Meanwhile, the good student taking his quiz walked out of a pitch-black alley wearing a black baseball cap. He tossed aside a bloodstained metal baseball bat with one hand and carried a plastic bag of steaming buns in the other.

- Evening study's over. I brought you buns.

The next day, Xia Si heard from people at school that the guys who had picked a fight with him were all lying in the orthopedic ward at the hospital...

Quiet, devoted, puppy-like piano prodigy seme VS beautiful, devilishly charming, delinquent dance student uke

Reading guide: Updated daily, around nine in the evening.

Enjoy the story. Don't overthink the logic, and please don't flame me if it's not your cup of tea.

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Upcoming danmei novel: Someone's Got My Back (entertainment industry)~

Younger man and older man + somewhat of a raising-him trope

Lu Yi had been studying fortune-telling and divination since childhood. And, well, he was surprisingly accurate sometimes. Whether someone in the village was starting construction or getting married, everyone relied on Lu Yi's fingers and his silver tongue, which could talk a dead person back to life.

Even though he was a shameless fraud, he also dreamed of becoming a star. He wiggled his fingers, tossed his little tortoiseshell divination tool, and predicted that this year he would meet a benefactor who could make his career shine. So he packed up and headed to the capital, making a beeline for the Beijing Film Academy. He ended up gloriously becoming... an extra.

The young drifter in Beijing was soon going hungry, and then, as if things weren't bad enough, he picked up another mouth to feed from a garbage heap.

Looking at the filthy little child shivering inside a huge sack, Lu Yi said with inscrutable gravity, "I can see that fate has destined us to share a bond. Follow me from now on."

Outside an orphanage

Lu Yi: "Ma'am, I picked up a kid. If I give him to you, do I get a reward?"

The woman: "Where did this dumbass come from..."

Lu Yi shook his head and looked at the filthy child. "Looks like our bond is going to last longer than I thought. From now on, you'll take my surname. I'll call you Lu Xiaogou."

The filthy child: "..."

After scraping by for ten years, Lu Yi finally got a chance, through a twist of fate, to attend a star-studded awards ceremony as an unknown supporting actor. When the host announced the night's special presenter, the CEO of Xingyao Media...

Even standing beside the security guards, Lu Yi spotted the man onstage surrounded by spotlights through the sea of people. He was dressed in a suit, a talented young man, and so handsome he could blind Lu Yi.

"Holy crap! Lu Xiaogou!"

"What the hell, that's my son!!!"

The security guard beside him quietly pressed his radio. "Send over a few people. Some idiot has gotten into the venue."

Irreverent, smooth-talking, con-artist fortune-teller uke x serious, hypocritical, aloof, and ridiculous seme

Little scene:

Lu Yi, dressed to the nines, looked at the man across from him, who was sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed and swirling a glass of wine. He flashed a grin. "Good boy, you have to let me explain. I didn't abandon you on purpose back then. There were circumstances."

"Who signed Lu Yi?" The man picked up the phone and made a call without looking at him.

"I knew you'd remember how I raised you. No need to call and ask, I'll tell you who..."

"Fire him immediately. As for Lu Yi, blacklist him."

Lu Yi: "..."

Damn it, you ungrateful little brat!!!

One dark and stormy night, the door of Lu Yi's tiny rental room was kicked open. The man, reeking of alcohol, hugged him and cried like a pitiful stray puppy. "Why don't you want me anymore..."

Lu Yi: "..."

Blurb for The Supporting Male Second Lead Takes the Lead:

The area outside the municipal public security bureau is always a sight when the workday ends. Sometimes there's a lineup of stunning Beijing beauties, other times a bunch of gorgeous male models. Everyone knows their bureau's heartthrob, Captain Yu, is a real pro when it comes to romance. But changing partners every single day is going too far, isn't it?

Then one day, the parade of beautiful people stopped showing up outside. Yu, usually so fond of flirting and joking around, spent his days either sitting in his office chewing on a pen and staring blankly at the ceiling at a forty-five-degree angle, or on his way to doing just that.

The young officers whispered among themselves.

"What's wrong with Captain Yu?"

"Could it be... his kidneys have given out?"

"Are you kidding? Just the other day, he broke his own record in the weighted cross-country run and came in first."

"He met his true love!"

"Holy crap, that could be it!"

"..."

That's right, Yu Yang had met his true love. But in a ridiculous soap-opera twist, his true love was the boyfriend his unlucky nephew had been dating for seven years. Going after his nephew's partner... was that just a little bit beastly?

Yu Yang lay glumly in his chair, replaying that cool, exquisite face in his mind. His heart felt as if a kitten were scratching at it, hurting and itching all at once.

One day, Yu Yang's mother ordered him to come home for dinner. As luck would have it, the moment he arrived, a torrential rain began to fall. The first person he saw when he entered was his unlucky nephew. They were actually close in age, but Yu Yang ranked higher in the family.

Yu Yang gave his unlucky nephew a resentful once-over.

There wasn't a single thing about this guy that could compare to him!

A little later, the unlucky nephew hurriedly took a phone call and rushed out, looking tense.

Curious, Yu Yang picked up an umbrella and followed at a leisurely pace.

Just outside the door, Yu Yang saw a man standing in the rain. He wore a pilot's uniform, with long legs and a slim waist. Water streamed down his pale, delicate face, and Yu Yang's hand holding the umbrella trembled.

"Xiaogu, please go back first. I'll explain everything." His unlucky nephew reached for the man's hand. Years of working as a criminal police officer had given Yu Yang sharp hearing, and he caught every word.

The man smiled and pulled a few intimate photos from his clothes. "How many times is this now? Forget it."

"Xiaogu..."

The man tossed the photos onto his unlucky nephew and turned to leave, his eyes red.

Yu Yang froze for a moment, suppressed his glee, then splashed through the puddles toward him.

I damn well want to be a beast!

I'm coming, gorgeous!

His unlucky nephew watched in sorrowful disbelief as his uncle charged off with an umbrella, excited as a duck in the rain, practically ignoring him as he ran straight after his boyfriend.

Unlucky nephew: "..." Something didn't seem quite right.

One day later, the man came by on his own. The unlucky nephew seemed to have expected him and went over to hug him. "Xiaogu, forgive me one more time. Just one last time."

Just then, Yu Yang strutted out from behind the man, wagging his peacock tail. He smacked his unlucky nephew on the back of the head and raised his eyebrows. "Show some respect. This is your aunt-by-marriage."

Unlucky nephew: "..." Something still didn't seem quite right.

Little scene:

Yu Yang, who had narrowly escaped death, lay in his hospital bed staring at the ceiling. The door was flung open, and he turned his head to see the gorgeous man looking frantic.

His expression was cold. "Wen Rugu, if I really died today, would you regret going to him?"

Wen Rugu said nothing.

Yu Yang clenched his fists. "Damn you! For the past six months, I've cherished you with all my heart. I wanted to pluck the moon from the sky and place it in your hands. I was practically ready to cut my heart out and give it to you. Wasn't that enough?"

"Forget it. I'm done putting up with you. Get lost!" Yu Yang stubbornly held back the tears about to spill over.

Just then, two female officers came in from the hallway.

"Captain Yu is unbelievably lucky. The bullet missed his heart by barely an inch. If they'd brought him in five minutes later, who knows what would've happened..."

"It's strange, though. After Captain Yu was shot, his phone still had a tiny bit of battery, but he didn't call an ambulance."

"Maybe he was too dazed."

Wen Rugu heard every word. He looked at the phone, where a missed call lasting fifty-six seconds was displayed, and his hand trembled as he gripped it.

"I thought I should at least hear your voice one more time before I died," Yu Yang said flatly.

"A-Yu..."

"Forget it. Don't let me see you again," Yu Yang said.

Cool, chaste, beautiful, and unhinged pilot seme (a bit of a jerk early on, completely devoted to his partner later) x peacock-like, flamboyant, cocky uke who thinks he's the seme

Reading guide: 1. They are not each other's first. No purity brigade, please!!!!!!!

2. You could call it a sweet little romance~

3. The seme has to win his wife back.

Blurb for Yellow Springs Inn:

A beautiful, cowardly little Taoist priest uke who's terrified of ghosts x the aloof owner of an inn in the underworld

Ye Chang'an was an orphan who barely got any schooling. He was raised by a senile old Taoist who was great at spouting nonsense. When Ye Chang'an turned eighteen, his unreliable master abandoned him under the pretext of traveling the world free of worldly ties.

So the half-trained little Taoist had to scrape by with the silver tongue he'd inherited from his master's talent for swindling people.

Then one day, Granny Wang, a spirit medium he knew well, offered him a job. He'd get a big payment for helping arrange a ghost marriage. Just hearing about it made his legs go weak. Though he made his living catching ghosts, his master had never opened his spiritual eyes, because Ye Chang'an was terrified of ghosts. He slept with the lights on.

So he turned Granny Wang down without a moment's hesitation. Then, after going hungry for three days, he ended up holding the portrait of the "bride."

Red wedding candles, a black-and-white portrait, and gusts of eerie wind. The whole scene was as creepy as it could be. Ye Chang'an kept his eyes nearly shut, repeating "Namo Amitabha" to himself to hold on. Granny Wang said this was a "blind date," and the two "newlyweds" had to see whether they liked each other's looks.

Once it was finally over, Ye Chang'an had nearly wet himself. But Granny Wang's next words scared him unconscious.

Apparently, the "groom" on the other side had taken a fancy to him!

Damn it! The ghost had been gay when he was alive, too!

At midnight on the wedding day, skeletal underworld guards dressed in tattered red robes paraded down the ten-mile-long street, playing a procession of bone-chilling funeral music all the way to Ye Chang'an's shabby rental room. But Ye Chang'an saw none of it. The moment he heard the first note, he fainted.

When he woke, he found himself in an antique-looking room, thick with the smell of burning yellow paper. Trembling, he sat up. "Where is this?"

"The Yellow Springs." A voice as cold as the depths of winter answered.

Ye Chang'an rolled his eyes back and nearly stopped breathing.

"If you dare faint, I'll throw you out to feed the evil spirits in the River of Forgetfulness." The icy voice spoke again.

Ye Chang'an's eyes immediately rolled back into place. He only dared open them a crack as he looked toward the voice. A man dressed in black sat upright in a chair, his picture-perfect features seemingly touched by frost.

My underworld husband is pretty hot.

No, no! He can be as hot as he likes, but I can't marry him. He's not even alive!

Ye Chang'an rolled off the bed, scrambled over, and dropped to his knees in front of his "husband." "Your looks are so fine, you could have anyone you want. Don't let my good looks fool you. I have contagious diseases! Hepatitis B, AIDS, tuberculosis, anything you can think of, I've got it!"

"What if I'm not afraid?"

Ye Chang'an was dumbfounded. Holy crap! This is true love!

As he was marveling at it, the door was kicked open. A fierce-looking man in a bright red wedding robe barged in. He clearly looked like an evil ghost.

"Hand him over!"

Ye Chang'an immediately wrapped both arms and legs around his "husband's" thigh.

"He's mine." The man unhurriedly took a sip of tea.

"Bullshit! I married him!" the evil ghost yelled.

Ye Chang'an was bewildered. Had he mistaken the groom?

He looked back and forth between the two ghosts, then came to a conclusion.

He hadn't mistaken him!

"Believe it or not, I'll tear down this lousy inn!" the evil ghost shouted, and a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, just like Guan Yu's, appeared in his hands.

The man set down his teacup. The next second, the evil ghost was torn apart and devoured by vengeful spirits from the River of Forgetfulness. The following day, the Ten Kings of Hell and the Five Ghost Emperors all respectfully apologized to the owner of the Yellow Springs Inn.

Before he fainted from fright, Ye Chang'an clung even tighter to the man's leg.

One day later, Xuan Qi stammered as he looked at Ye Chang'an. "Back then, when the ghost guards came to fetch you for the wedding, with that ten-mile procession in red... I was the one who came to get you."

Ye Chang'an asked, "What wedding procession?"

Xuan Qi: "The day you first arrived in the Yellow Springs."

Ye Chang'an: "I... fainted from fright. I didn't see anything."

Xuan Qi: "..."

Ye Chang'an: "Qi Qi, why don't you escort me in a wedding procession again?"

Xuan Qi: "Get lost."

The Yellow Springs Inn, a place where souls cross over to the next life...

Theme: Effort doesn't always guarantee success, but giving up guarantees failure.