[BL] Cheers

Back then, we had dreams: about passion, about love, about everything we cared about. These days, we drink late into the night, and when our glasses clink, all we hear is the sound of money (in a tiny voice).

Our disbanded dance crew reunites to clink glasses and bid farewell to our awkward teenage years.

Old Cheng graduated from the Institute of Computing and became a coder. Softface got his master's degree and kept going for a PhD. Jianjian switched careers and went into comedy. Only Lao Zhou and I are still making a living at what we did back then, though not quite the way we'd imagined.

At fifteen, I was a shining idiot. I always thought I'd take China by storm, break through Asia, conquer the world, and become the world's number one B-boy King.

But at twenty-five, Lao Zhou and I are holed up in our tiny, rundown town, running a hip-hop dance studio together. Every day, we sell our looks to get people to sign up for classes and membership packages. It's a business of selling our bodies.

Isn't this more thrilling than what we did back then?

* First-person narration. A cheerful, energetic, roguish little chatterbox x a steady, reliable, slightly unhinged older man. Older top x younger bottom in the first part, with the sex scenes glossed over; younger top x older bottom in the second part, with the bedroom door welded shut and the action going on until the oil runs out. No retreat, no surrender.

* A companion novel to Long Love, a spin-off based on the same original story. A project I abandoned for eight years has finally reached its ending.

* Sweet, guaranteed sweet. If you don't think it's sweet, you can send me money.

* You should be able to figure out whether this is for you from the blurb. If not, then I guess this calamity was written in your stars. If you get struck by lightning, you might as well pop as you go. Stay optimistic and strong, and move the heavens.

Theme: If you can't reach the dream you wanted, just dream a different dream