[I'm sorry, everyone. I really did lose heart and get stuck in a vicious cycle before. I'm sorry to those of you who were following this book, but it will remain permanently suspended.] I'm starting a new novel, [Summer Out of Control]. The blurb is below. Feel free to check it out if you're interested. If not, please don't.
[Warnings]: If you can't handle this, don't read it. If you do, I'll just lie flat. The bottom suffers because of his background, and the top suffers emotionally. The top has to win back his wife. The pitiful bottom is my personal kink. I'm just looking for readers on the same wavelength. The title is ironic and from an omniscient perspective. No personal attacks, please. Wishing you all the best.
[Blurb]
Cold, ruthless, scheming fake young master top + X + fierce, beautiful, vengeful real young master bottom (no blood relation, and they're not on the same household register)
When Jiang Lanyue was seventeen, he was told that he wasn't the child of a retired worker in a run-down little town, but the only son of the prominent Jiang family in City A.
However, by the time he received the news, the Jiang family had gone bankrupt and had sent the fake young master back to Jiang Lanyue's family.
Jiang Wangxing was dignified and composed, gifted and clever. His adoptive parents were delighted the moment they saw him, and nobody paid any attention to the dusty, unremarkable Jiang Lanyue standing in the corner.
Across the crowd, he met the man's cool gaze and suddenly felt a surge of hatred.
Everyone in town said Jiang Wangxing was warm and polite, but Jiang Lanyue knew better. He had once seen Jiang Wangxing smoking in an alley, his expression cold and fierce through the thick white smoke.
He was forced to call the other man his big brother, forced to be in the same class, and even forced to sleep in the same bed.
Nobody knew how much Jiang Lanyue hated him, except Jiang Wangxing, who held him from behind and gently comforted him as they squeezed together on the shabby little bed late at night.
Jiang Lanyue hated him for taking his parents away and cursed him for having twisted, disgusting feelings for him. Jiang Wangxing always stayed silent, wordlessly holding him.
Later, the Jiang family recovered, and the Jiang Group brought the two boys back from the little town. Their true identities were also made public.
Jiang Lanyue looked back, only to meet the man's expressionless gaze. His eyes were as cold as if he were a stranger.
Jiang Lanyue was determined to escape, but the other man trapped him in dark, deserted corners, whispering that he loved him and begging him not to leave, again and again.
Jiang Lanyue pretended to agree, then fled his cage in the middle of the night.
Many years later, after becoming an accomplished artist, he quietly returned to the country as an acclaimed painter invited to an event. There, he came face to face with the man's eyes, cold as frost.
Jiang Lanyue hated him and feared him. He turned to run, but the other man cornered him.
Jiang Wangxing stared at that familiar face, his eyes clearly reddened. "Long time no see, little brother."
---[Blurb for Summer Out of Control]---
[Reckless, spoiled young master bottom X aloof but actually innocent puppy-like top]
At the end of summer, Zhou Siyu went off on his own to a remote county in Province Z, forced to spend three months living in a small town.
The rundown county had never seen a young master so spoiled, flamboyant, and dazzling. When he leaned against an alley wall and narrowed his eyes at someone scornfully, he was as elegant as a pampered fox.
The moment Duan Lin saw him, a few words immediately popped into his head: beautiful trouble.
Later, when he learned the other man liked men, he avoided him even more.
But Zhou Siyu seemed to find him a novelty, and would needle him every time they met. Eventually, he even used threats and persuasion to move into Duan Lin's home.
The young master was pampered and couldn't tell one grain from another. He laughed, yelled, and did as he pleased, picking fault with everything and making a hobby of tormenting Duan Lin every day.
Unable to put up with it any longer, Duan Lin finally decided to tell him to stop pushing his luck. But then he saw Zhou Siyu packing his things in a silver-gray convertible. He flicked Duan Lin on the forehead and smiled. "I'm off. Maybe we'll meet again."
Then he lazily pushed up his sunglasses, and the flashy sports car sped away.
Duan Lin didn't even have time to say anything. He stood there with breakfast for the two of them in one hand, lips pressed tight as he stared down the empty street.
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Zhou Siyu hadn't given much thought to stray puppies, but when he saw the other man sneaking around him, he found it amusing and couldn't resist teasing him a few times.
Their three months together were too short. Once his business was finished, he put the other man out of his mind and went home.
He never expected they'd meet again.
On a night of torrential rain, Duan Lin stood soaked through outside his villa, his schoolbag on his back. In a low voice, he said he'd come to return something Zhou Siyu had left behind when he departed.
Zhou Siyu wasn't stupid. After a moment's surprise, he understood. He held a cigarette between his teeth and watched Duan Lin for a while, then suddenly laughed.
Theme: Live your life with determination, and don't let other people's words get to you.
Summer Out of Control
Repeatedly Winning Over the Broken Protagonist [Book Transmigration]
In My Bones
Fireworks
The Villain Stole the Everyone-Loves-Me Script [Book Transmigration]
After Faking My Death, I Became the Deity's Beloved
I Dare You
Hands Off
After I Turned Him Down, He Got Jealous and Came Crawling Back [Entertainment Industry]
Hang In There, I Can Still Be Straight
After Turning Into an Animal, I Got Together With My Natural Enemy
The Puppy Boy Is Still Pretending to Be Sweet Today
What's wrong with people nowadays? . . I always feel more and more picky, and I want to drive everyone to death to be happy. If you don't like watching it, just don't watch it. It's annoying to death. Many of the cheating articles are about being scolded. Chasing a wife and being sent to the crematorium is an operation that goes against reality. If you really meet such a person, in reality you won't even have time to run away and get back together? It's really funny that there is so much emphasis on what to do. Isn't reading a text just about adapting to circumstances? Don't use your brain for this kind of writing. You don't want to use your brain for those brain-burning texts. Oh my gosh, I really miss the comment section from a few years ago. Or I feel like there is a grading system, so underage brats who don't have any sense of understanding should stop harming other authors.
Your column: Obsessive-compulsive disorder is not a trap, welcome to collect it...
I suspect the author has gone through the book
I hope to be kind to the author. Nothing is perfect, there is no black and white, and there is no absolute right or wrong. There is no need to push others until you collapse. Everyone will be under pressure. Everyone needs courage to do something, just like constantly trying. Originally, I just clicked in because of an original book by the author. I did not expect to see such a thing. I think kind words are the world The most precious thing in the book, we don't need to stab others in the heart with a knife. Maybe your own remarks don't mean anything to you. You think you are just expressing your opinion on this book, but everyone's energy is limited. Can you imagine yourself receiving hundreds or even thousands of abuses? Be less oppressive, be more gentle, think about the many moments when you feel uncomfortable, and be more respectful to others.
I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw the news. Really enjoyed the story and I enjoyed those few months. I hope my wife will be fine! I hope my wife will be happy, safe, healthy, and have no worries during the third time!
Did you say that obsessive-compulsive disorder won't be a problem?
I waited until my freshman year in high school
I've already solved v... Teacher, are you really not going to update... Little Moon is almost going to go abroad. Wuwuwuwuwu.
If you don't update the article, please tell me if you want to take a leave of absence. You haven't updated it for a month.
I'm sorry that I have stopped writing this book, and thank you all for your blessings. Adjust your mentality and start a new article "Out of Control in Summer", and follow the circumstances.