When the Canary Lost Its Devotion

[Upcoming novel: Human, You Can Lean Against a Bird’s Chest. It’s open for follows.] [This novel is complete. Please leave a five-star review, sending love.] Everyone said the Bo family had found themselves a perfect canary: gentle and considerate, never vying for attention. He was obviously head over heels in love. Every time Bo Chengyan went out, Qi Jing would hurry downstairs to remind him to dress warmly and not catch a cold. Whenever Bo Chengyan went on a date, Qi Jing would subtly remind him not to bring anyone else along: he could only have him. Whenever Bo Chengyan took him out, Qi Jing would cling tightly to his arm, his fair neck flushing pink as he silently staked his claim. He loved him to the bone. Even Bo Chengyan thought so. * One day, as Bo Chengyan was getting ready to leave for the office, a servant handed him his cuff links. The sound of someone hurrying down the stairs followed. Qi Jing gently reminded him to dress warmly and keep out the cold. Don’t go coughing tonight, big shot. Don’t die too early, aaah! What if you leave the story before it gets to your part? Bo Chengyan paused and frowned at the young man beside him. He was in his pajamas and slippers, his hair a mess, his clear, light-colored eyes fixed on him. Had he imagined that? Bo Chengyan casually mentioned the evening banquet, deliberately slowing down as he straightened his clothes. Qi Jing hesitated, then immediately went over and wrapped his arms around Bo Chengyan’s waist. In a low voice, he said, “Mr. Bo, you can’t fall for someone else…” His tone was dejected. The job market is terrible these days, big shot. Don’t make me compete for the position, okay? I’m counting on you to pay my tuition for the year after next QAQ. Bo Chengyan practically pinched Qi Jing’s chin and turned his face toward him. Fair and delicate, he had been raised to be so obedient and considerate. I’m so sleepy. Can you let me go back to bed after you’re done? I’m so, so sleepy! “What’s wrong, Mr. Bo?” Qi Jing tried his best to squeeze out a few tears. “…Come with me tonight, Xiao Jing.” * At the banquet. “You’re so pathetic. Everyone knows Bo Chengyan shows no mercy to the people around him. Who do you think you are?” I’m an adorable little bird, hehe. Bo Chengyan closed his eyes. He had been about to step in, but now he stopped. “How long do you think you’ll last with him? People Bo Chengyan dumps never come to a good end.” I’m leaving after I finish school. Once the protagonist shows up, I’ll have graduated. Perfect! Bo Chengyan’s expression changed, and the air around him turned icy. He strode over. He was actually planning to leave? “He’s so rough in bed. You must beg him for sex even when it hurts.” That’s just a rumor. This novel must be making it up. Bo Chengyan’s probably not very capable down there. It’s been years, and I’ve never seen it get hard… Qi Jing had been planning to squeeze out some tears and give a heartfelt speech. But when he opened his eyes, the person he was talking to had vanished. He looked around, bewildered, like a swordsman who had drawn his blade only to find no enemy. Then someone grabbed his wrist from behind and pulled him into a broad chest. A familiar, subtle fragrance enveloped him. “Xiao Jing.” Qi Jing froze. Before he could turn around, an arm gently closed around his neck. A rough thumb pressed against his soft Adam’s apple, as if playing with a bird. “Let’s go home.” Reading guide (a pigeon carrying roses): 1. Both leads are sexually inexperienced, one-on-one. Important, important. 2. No romantic attraction while underage. They are both adults. 3. The top has a high threshold for arousal, which can make him seem sexually indifferent. 4. The bottom’s height changes: he grows taller and gains weight. (There is a size difference; he is not a strong bottom.) 5. A character from another novel in my author profile makes a cameo. 6. Kink-focused story. [The extras are long, but I promised them to some readers. The main story ends at chapter 86, so this won’t affect the complete-volume purchase. I hope you don’t mind.] Upcoming novel: Human, You Can Lean Against a Bird’s Chest Bai Linlin died in a car accident and reincarnated as a secondhand market’s monk parakeet. Good news: He never has to go back to that awful job. Chirp, chirp, chirp! Bad news: Since he can’t mimic speech, he’s about to be “disposed of.” The shop owner was about to grab him. Bai Linlin made a split-second decision and flew around wildly, smacking headfirst into a boy’s arms. “Hey!” Bai Linlin chirped frantically, his blue feathers flying everywhere. He pretended he’d hurt his leg, making it look like he was deliberately faking an accident to get compensation. The owner seemed to catch on just as quickly and immediately joined in. “You injured my bird. You have to pay compensation, at least five hundred, ” “I’ll buy him.” The gloomy boy took out his phone and paid. Bai Linlin perched on his shoulder and went home with him. * Song Yu was solitary and sick of the world. His wrists were lined with scars. He brought a bird home from the flower and bird market. He’d originally planned to set it free, but was afraid it would die, so he could only keep it at home for now. He went to the kitchen, and the little bird flew onto his shoulder. “Chirp, chirp, chirp.” “…” He went to do his homework, and the little bird pecked at his notes, chattering away. “Chirp, chirp, chirp.” “…” He went to the bathroom, and the little bird brazenly tried to follow him. “Chirp, chirp, chirp.” Song Yu slammed the door shut, leaving the bird seeing stars. He couldn’t even take care of himself, so how could he look after a bird? Song Yan lay on the bed, his long fingers covering his eyes. The game was still running on the computer screen. His ears were ringing, and he couldn’t make anything out. At some point, he fell asleep. When he woke up again… “Chirp, chirp, chirp! You idiot teammate, stop going AFK!” “Chirp! Go die! I’ll blast you to death with my cannon!” Song Yu sat straight up in bed, his hair sticking up where it had been squashed, his expression dazed. Bai Linlin kicked the mouse away with one claw, hopping around in anger before turning back. “…” “…” The boy covered his face, then stared at it blankly and muttered, “You’re a parrot. It’s normal for you to talk.” Bai Linlin breathed a sigh of relief. But the next second… “But do parrots play video games too?” * Ever since Bai Linlin arrived at the Song home, he’d been very pleased. Nothing else mattered: this huge mansion was everything a bird could want. As soon as Song Yu went to school, he became adept at using his bird claws to turn on the computer and play games. Now and then, he’d pry open the fridge with his beak and treat himself to something delicious. He only discovered he was different from other little birds when he realized he could eat human food, just as he was getting rounder by the day. A carrier pigeon flew in through the window. Bai Linlin, monster registration number 247, not yet transformed. Your poverty grant has arrived. Then it left an envelope behind. Bai Linlin picked up the paper with his beak, but as soon as he finished reading it, it crumbled to ash, and a surge of power flowed into him. His body began to grow, bit by bit, and his claws even scraped marks into the floor. He grew to over a meter tall, but… still didn’t transform. When Song Yu opened the door, a giant bird stood in his room, its feathers fluffed up and its chest held high. He must have gotten even sicker. Bai Linlin hesitated, then spread his wings and asked uncertainly, “D-do you want me to bury you?” ==The chick loves you very much== ==A cute pet story== Theme: Depending on others is no substitute for relying on yourself. Independence is the central question of life.