Psychiatric Hospital No. 17

A genuinely mentally ill, unhinged bottom X a gentlemanly top, a big shot and old flirt who gets pinned down by his wife Blurb: Earth has fallen to a bacterial infection known as Type R, forcing humanity to migrate to another realm to survive. The native creatures of this realm are powerful, but their lives are fragile. Wealthy and influential people from Earth flourish after migrating there, while ordinary people as insignificant as ants become nourishment for the realm’s creatures... Wen Tong wakes up in a psychiatric hospital. In a wheelchair sits his boyfriend, too weak to care for himself. He pops a pill into his mouth. So all the pain buried deep in his mind was just a dream. You’re still by my side. That’s wonderful. Later, his boyfriend kindly replaces the pills that were harming his body, and Wen Tong gradually loses himself in the blur between “dream” and “reality”... “Can I open your chest and look at your heart? It’s like mine.” Yu Si, tied up tightly on the operating table: “...” Look all you want, but could you hug me first? Wen Tong gazes down at him, and something shifts in his obsessive eyes. Yu Si: “...” On top is fine too. I just want to be inside. Reader’s guide: 1. The bottom really is mentally ill. His behavior may be very strange, and to move the plot forward step by step, there will be relatively little description of his thoughts. 2. Strange logic or writing may be foreshadowing, though it may also just be a bug. (The rookie author clings to your leg and weeps.) 3. Fake unlimited-flow story. Coming soon: The Little Psycho Pretends to Be My Wife in the Mental Hospital - The story of Wen Tong’s biological son Blurb: A little psycho monster bottom X a big shot on a special operations team who isn’t particularly chaste Forced love X mutual salvation I saw you first. Who are your eyes looking at? In a year whose date has long been forgotten, all things under heaven were born, monsters included. Wen Luo was born in a laboratory filled with chemical reagents and sharp blades. On the day his heart first beat, he met someone. That person touched his skull with the palm of his hand, without using a scalpel. He also gave him a beautiful pill. Wen Luo didn’t take it. He strung it up with thread and, imitating that person, hung it over his chest. - If I hang his pill over my chest, he’ll be mine. From Pei Yan’s perspective: Pei Yan wakes up in the underworld, the ID badge stained with blood and honor still hanging over his heart. Unfortunately, the former legendary captain of the special forces is now in hell, crippled and blind. At least the person he’s involved with is by his side. Someone pushes his wheelchair when he goes out and feeds him at mealtimes. Life is bliss. With unfocused eyes, Pei Yan curls his lips into a smile. As efficient as ever, he takes half an hour to accept his situation, then easily spends half a day landing the position of director of the underworld’s residential compound (neighborhood office chief). But he hasn’t held the post for long before he starts feeling that something is off. There are fewer and fewer ghost neighbors in the compound, and some are growing scales while others are growing horns... Later on: Why does the person beside me look a little like the son of the person I’m involved with? Wait! Aren’t you that person’s father? Theme: After darkness comes dawn