Shui Jianan opened the door. The man standing outside was incredibly handsome: tanned skin, tall stature, bulging muscles. He looked like an elite.
But!
He was wearing floral clothes!
How gaudy. He looked so respectable, nothing like the kind of person who would wear floral clothes.
Then he asked the strange man a very clichéd question. "Sorry, can I ask how I got here? Is this your house?"
The stranger looked surprised. "You don't remember?"
"What?"
The stranger stared at him silently.
A chill ran through him. For some reason, that look was creepy. But he didn't know the man, so there shouldn't be anything to worry about, right?
The stranger smiled, very, very faintly. "You really forgot." Then he said brightly, "I'm your husband."
A split-personality, unhinged top × a food-loving, universally adored bottom
The whole story is complete and ready to read. A short story.
A self-indulgent, brainless, illogical story, written on inspiration and instinct.
If there are any plot holes, the author won't fix them, for the reasons above.
Warnings 1: The top is an AI, and the bottom is universally adored. Every villain loves the bottom. The top is split into several people.
Warnings 2: Includes technological reproduction and a baby, conceived outside the body.
Warnings 3: I'm not sure what might be a dealbreaker for readers, so I'll add warnings as I think of them.
Upcoming story: The Last Human Baby in the Universe
Theme: Technology solves conflicts in everyday life
Hahaha I'll never tire of White Lotus Green Tea
I guess the male protagonist should also have a younger brother in the third dimension who is so extreme.
Although the joke is very old, I still want to say, Mr. Ba, who is a serious person who writes a diary?