The Andrologist

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The cicadas buzzed noisily in the summer heat. I'll always remember the afternoon he left.

I'm a urologist. I deal with all kinds of men every day, but I've never been attracted to any of them. I have my first love. He's got a fresh, sunny face, big eyes, and dimples when he smiles.

But unfortunately, he's a man. And even more unfortunately, I didn't know he was a top.

I never met my dad, and my mom died early. Many people in the village whispered behind my back that I was crazy. I knew, but I didn't argue.

Maybe a man loving a man really is some kind of illness. Sometimes I look in the mirror and feel strange, as if I'm staring at some rare virus.

But I also feel like there's nothing wrong with me. To borrow the words of the great writer Lu Xun: "It's simply that in this world, there are two people who love each other. One is a man, and the other is also a man." (Lu Xun: I never said that.)

So we're just two people who love each other.

That's right! Today! It's today! He's back!!!! I can love him again!!!!

[A sharp-tongued lawyer seme x a sweet, slightly ditzy doctor uke]

Written under stress, the result of twitchy fingers. First-person narration, a mindless, silly, sweet story. Thanks for reading =w=

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