My Contract Husband Turns Out to Be Straight

Before getting their marriage license, Shen Ran did three things:

First, she identified the risk factors.

Second, she assessed how well their lifestyles would fit together.

Third... she quite naturally assumed her contract husband was gay.

After all, he was way too handsome, dressed like a model from academia, and spoke with too much restraint.

He also had a longtime best friend, and they got along like coauthors on a paper.

Overall assessment:

The odds of him being straight ≈ experimental error.

So on the day they got their license, she was remarkably calm.

It was just a marriage project, after all: clear procedures, well-defined boundaries, manageable risks.

Until one night after the wedding.

Shen Ran divided the bed into two sections, with the professional air of someone demonstrating

"How to Partition a Sleeping Area."

"You sleep on the left, I'll sleep on the right.

This line in the middle is the boundary between our sleeping areas, ensuring an absolutely safe distance."

Then she looked up and summed up her thoughts with great consideration:

"Don't worry. I'll respect your orientation."

The room went so quiet you could hear the candlelight flicker.

Lu Che: "...My what?"

Shen Ran was perfectly serious. "Your orientation."

Three seconds of silence.

Lu Che looked at the perfectly straight "international no-touch line" she'd drawn and slowly let out a breath, as if struggling to control a rather undignified reaction.

Only after that night did Shen Ran truly realize that the husband she'd found was as straight as could be, both in his logic and in his physical reactions.

As for why she couldn't get out of bed the next day...

She still didn't want to think about it.

[Reader's Guide]

1. One-on-one romance, a sweet little story. The female lead is very slow to warm up and realizes things late.

2. Some workplace ensemble scenes.

For another sweet story, read my completed novel, Disposable Boyfriend.

My next novel is Before the Divorce, My Husband Lost His Memory.

The story of Shen Ran's friend, Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi is a struggling master's graduate from the UK and an actress scraping by in low-budget productions.

Her family has a little money, but not enough to afford the social obligations of the entertainment industry.

To solve her family's problems, she married Mu Zheyuan,

a theoretical physics PhD ten years younger than her, aloof and secretly passionate, with an interest in nothing but experiments.

For two years after they married,

he was neither warm nor cold toward her. They never argued, never fought. He treated her like a polite coworker.

She did everything she could to keep their marriage going, only to grow more and more disappointed.

Then one day, she gently placed the divorce papers on the dining table. "Let's end things here."

The next day, the hospital called.

"Professor Mu had an accident. Right now... he only recognizes you."

Xia Zhi: "?"

After losing his memory, Mu Zheyuan's personality changed completely, as if someone had reset him to factory settings.

One evening, they sat side by side watching TV.

Xia Zhi pointed to her cup. "You used to pour water for me."

Mu Zheyuan immediately got up and poured her some.

When she took a sip and found it cold, he frowned and replaced it with warm water.

"You used to drink it warm."

Xia Zhi froze. "You used to call me... sweetheart, too."

His Adam's apple bobbed. He repeated softly, "Sweetheart."

At that moment, she suddenly felt tears prick her eyes.

Later, half joking and half serious, she handed him the divorce papers they'd prepared back then.

Mu Zheyuan was silent for a long time,

then suddenly tore the papers to pieces, bit by bit.

He cornered her on the sofa, his voice so husky it hardly sounded like him:

"You said you'd stay with me for the rest of our lives."

"That's the thing I remember most clearly."

Theme: Even the most meticulous person can lose control in love, and even the most restrained person will make an exception for the one they love.