Cat Sickness

My upcoming novel next door is The Living Ancestor I Picked Up by the Roadside. Please add my completed novel, Wishing You Happiness, to your collection!

When Chong Jiu was still a cat, he happened to pass a shop and was captivated by the flowers outside. By the time he came to his senses, the shop's owner had already taken him in and placed a binding spell on him. He had gone from a stray cat to a house cat.

The owner of the shop was a deity, born of heaven and earth, who watched over the realms of yin and yang.

Perhaps the endless years of life had grown dull and tedious. The deity took endless delight in the childish pastime of teasing his own cat. He never expected that, years later, a flaw would appear in the balance of yin and yang and he would vanish in answer to a calamity. Chong Jiu took human form and guarded the deity's former post, remaining there for a thousand years.

Afterward, a rumor spread that the road to the Yellow Springs, where the dead went, lay in the back room of a bookstore. Its gatekeeper was blue-faced, fanged, and terrifying.

When yin and yang fell into chaos once more, Chong Jiu left the place he had guarded for a thousand years and mingled with the crowds, searching for the point where the realms met. Instead, he unexpectedly encountered a strange man.

The man looked ordinary, except that his eyes were far too bright. He was always looking at Chong Jiu with an amused expression. While everyone else kept their distance for fear of his identity, this man just kept moving closer.

He lifted Chong Jiu's hair and made an improper suggestion. "Ninth Lord, won't you indulge my improper thoughts about you?"

Chong Jiu: "..."

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One day, Chong Jiu discovered that the young man who kept flirting with him was the very deity who had dumped the mess in his lap all those years ago. He also realized that he himself had been the one responsible for the deity's disappearance in the first place.

Chong Jiu understood. Then came the heart-rending pain

So he came back just to... kill me.

Shi Yi (Fang Wei) x Chong Jiu

Notes:

1. Extensive original worldbuilding. Modern alternate universe; don't take it too seriously.

2. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

3. No chapters saved up; I'll update when each chapter is done. I'll post a hiatus notice if anything comes up.

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Completed novel: Wishing You Happiness

Gu Chen struggled in the abyss for three years, bearing scars all over his body. The experience wore away both his temper and his sharp edges.

He had thought he would spend the rest of his life, however long it might be, that way. Then, during an outing, he encountered the greatest surprise of his life.

"Brother Chen, will you consider me? Look, I'm tall, handsome, and rich. I'm practically your perfect match." Yan Shaoqi wrapped his arms firmly around him, clinging to him and refusing to let go.

When the truth came out, the internet was abuzz with rumors that the man who had seduced singer Yan Shaoqi was actually a kept lover, dirty and low-class, who did all sorts of unspeakable things.

Gu Chen retreated again and again. Crushed by the past and wounded in the abdomen by someone from it, he hid in the hospital and refused to see anyone. Yan Shaoqi pushed open the hospital room door, pinned him against the bed, and kissed him without warning. "Have I been too gentle with you? Is that why you think you can dump me so easily?"

"You're taking advantage of me and then abandoning me."

"Brother Chen, aren't you used to accepting your fate?"

"Accept your fate."

Gu Chen (bottom) x Yan Shaoqi (top)

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Blurb for The Living Ancestor I Picked Up by the Roadside

Jian Shu is strange and unusual, neither human nor ghost. To keep him from wreaking havoc in the mortal world, he was imprisoned on the eighteenth level of Hell, never to be reborn.

On a moonless, windless night, Jian Shu escaped from Hell. He not only smashed up the eighteenth level, but also made off with the Judge's brush and the King of Hell's beard.

With wanted posters plastered all over the city, he changed his face every day and roamed the world at his leisure. Sometimes he was a handsome young man; sometimes, a disheveled middle-aged uncle. His appearance depended entirely on his mood that day.

One day, as Jian Shu whistled and strolled with his bird, he felt a rare spark of compassion. Seeing two thugs manhandling a beauty, he simply threw his bird at them.

The bird later testified: That shameless owner of mine was absolutely lusting after the beauty. Poor thing escaped the wolf's den only to fall into the tiger's mouth.

But although Jian Shu had spotted a beauty, he hadn't even had time to act on his desire before he was handed a pair of handcuffs and shackled to an iron bed.

Something about this scene felt wrong. Wasn't he supposed to be the one doing this to the pretty thing?

The "delicate little beauty" slowly peeled off his disguise. His innocent almond eyes vanished, replaced by a pair of long, deep-set eyes. Thick lashes stretched the corners of his eyes into an endless line. Cool fingers traced Jian Shu's cheek down to his chest, feeling his heart beat through the warmth of his skin. The man murmured, "I want this."

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Fu An couldn't remember how long it had been since he'd last visited the human world. There was still a nail in his head, and even his memories had become unreliable.

Fortunately, half an hour after arriving in the human world, a peacock picked him up and took him home, sparing him the need to sleep on the street.

But before long, Fu An discovered that the one who had taken him in was the very culprit who had let him out of Hell and left him homeless.

After that, Fu An found Jian Shu more and more irritating. The more he looked at him, the hungrier he got.

Looking at the peacock strutting smugly in front of him, Fu An licked his lips. "You know that when a peacock fans its tail, its butt is completely exposed, right?"

Jian Shu: "???"

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They say the eighteenth level of Hell isn't the deepest. Beneath it lies another place, covered in blazing fire, where a single monster is imprisoned. The monster has a thousand hands and a thousand faces, and it loves to eat human hearts.

A reckless bottom who gets carried away and lands himself in Hell (Jian Shu) x a top who acts sweet and helpless, then reveals his true self (Fu An)

Theme: Even if you have only one second of life left, be a good person.