You Didn't Die Either?

In Star Calendar year 312, citizens across the empire held memorial services of their own accord for Xiao Yansui and Bai Sun, who had chosen to die alongside the Bug Queen during the war against the insect race, saving all of humanity. Qi Woxue: Sigh, there's another must-memorize topic for the final exam! He was just about to head to school when he opened the door and nearly blacked out. His husband, Rhine, the captain of the patrol squad, had his face slashed by a crazed fan at the memorial service! Covered in blood, Rhine handed him a card and even smiled. “Triple pay.” As he treated Rhine's wound, Qi Woxue tried to reassure himself: This was just what ordinary life was like, full of little setbacks and annoyances. No big deal! But one major problem after another soon came along. A classmate who vanished without a trace, severed limbs in an abandoned supply station, an unknown faction that kept trying to capture him and cut him into pieces... Rhine was also injured time and again because of it. In a narrow alley, Qi Woxue's face turned cold. He flexed his fingers, and his surging psychic power condensed into a translucent longsword, its tip casually pointed at his attacker. “Y-you're not supposed to be alive! You're Bai, ” He turned to ash before he could finish. Qi Woxue dismissed the sword, picked up his bag of medicine, and turned away. “What a pain. This kept me from getting home to treat Rhine.” As things grew more and more dangerous, Qi Woxue reluctantly sent Rhine a signed divorce agreement along with the message, “Your psychic power level is too low. You can't satisfy me in bed.” Then he ran off, feeling at ease. A few months later, Qi Woxue heard that the empire's general Xiao Yansui wasn't dead after all, and that his psychic power had broken through SSS rank. When he returned to the capital, the Emperor welcomed him in person, and the streets were packed with people. Qi Woxue, also known as Bai Sun: What a coincidence. I'm not dead either. Maybe I can meet him sometime. Then Xiao Yansui, dressed in a black military uniform trimmed with gold, stood before him. He looked at the face identical to that of his kind and considerate ex-husband, and at the same dark, brooding eyes... Qi Woxue: ... Late that night, Qi Woxue's hair was damp at the tips and a faint flush spread across his face. As he drifted in a daze, someone whispered in his ear, “Are you satisfied now, baby?” Xiao Yansui was very happy with his life. His beloved, Qi Woxue, was beautiful and delicate. He had nightmares at night and needed Xiao Yansui to hold him before he could sleep well. His beloved had no psychic powers and was especially fragile, so Xiao Yansui didn't even dare kiss him too forcefully. But gradually, Xiao Yansui noticed that Qi Woxue was always out early and home late, his whereabouts suspicious, and he was cold in bed too. To keep the one he loved by his side, Xiao Yansui began quietly taking care of those flies with ill intentions. But Qi Woxue still vanished without a trace, leaving him only a few words and a divorce agreement. The psychic power he had kept suppressed erupted into a raging storm. The agreement on the virtual screen shattered instantly. Xiao Yansui's bloodied hand trembled as he gently held the name flickering on a fragment of the screen. Silly baby. How could I possibly fail to catch you? * One-on-one romance, each other's first love, both identities exposed, happy ending. Main character is the bottom. The characters aren't perfect. * Space-opera setting. All the worldbuilding is made up. The insect race is the traditional kind from space operas, with no individual thought. * Not a plot-driven story. * The blurb and the novel itself won't be exactly the same. * Comments are open! Theme: Love is a kind of strength.