Ji Chu had a dream that he was the ill-fated white moonlight in a novel, destined to die young.
Luckily, he realized he was the white moonlight of the protagonist gong, the person he had a crush on.
Unfortunately, he had only six months left to live.
Ji Chu steeled himself. Before he died, he decided to have some fun and confess to his dream guy. If they both liked each other, wouldn't that mean he could die without regrets?
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But the protagonist's halo was terrifying. Even before the protagonist shou had appeared, a cannon fodder like Ji Chu had no chance of getting his hands on the protagonist gong's virtue.
The plot went completely off the rails. Ji Chu confessed to the wrong person, then, under the influence of alcohol, got into the wrong bed. The next morning, he woke up beside the school's notorious mad-dog bully.
Looking at the marks he'd scratched onto Lang Jing, Ji Chu was speechless.
He was tired. The world could just end.
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Xiao Lang was unpredictable and completely unhinged.
He latched onto Ji Chu and insisted they live together. Ji Chu frowned. "What exactly do you want?"
Xiao Lang smiled and leaned close to his ear. "I'm very conservative, Classmate Xiao Chu. Can't you tell?"
Whenever Ji Chu went to see his dream guy, Lang Jing trailed after him.
The three of them stood face-to-face. Smiling, Xiao Lang put an arm around Ji Chu's shoulders and said, "I've already sold myself to Ji Chu. Sorry, you don't have a chance."
Laid-back yet domineering, he was staking his claim.
Years later, they got their marriage certificate.
At the wedding, Ji Chu asked, "You really are conservative. Once you sleep with someone, you stick with them for life. Tsk."
Xiao Lang gazed at him. This mad dog of a wolf only bowed his head to Ji Chu. He chuckled. "Classmate Xiao Chu, what if I told you I've had my eye on you for a long time? Would you believe me?"
His beloved white moonlight, whom he had secretly loved for over a decade, had been accidentally claimed by him in a single night.
How could someone as possessive as him let this chance slip away?
A crush goes both ways, mutual first loves, delicate beauty shou X obsessive mad-dog gong
Theme: Your first love is the one you marry
