Hello, Baby

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A gloomy, volatile, insecure, impoverished genius seme × a radiant, cheerful, kind, pampered beauty uke from a wealthy family

It rained a lot in the south, but Xia Zao, a repeat student who had moved into the dorm three days early, wasn’t bothered by a little drizzle. He exuberantly called over his friends and played soccer on the field. Afterward, he cheerfully offered to treat everyone to dinner, then dashed back to the dorm with his friends through the rain to change.

He led his two roommates in and flung open the door, only to find that their last roommate had arrived too.

The newcomer was dressed plainly, and his shoes were filthy, as if he’d stepped in mud somewhere. Head bowed, he was wiping his dripping-wet hair. He looked like a poor, bedraggled chicken that had wandered into the wrong place.

But Xia Zao was exceptionally warm and outgoing. Excitedly, he greeted his roommate. “You’re the last one to arrive. Hi! I’m Xia Zao. I used to be in Class Three. What about you?” He casually swept his slightly long black hair aside with a snow-white, delicate hand. The beautiful boy practically seemed to glow as he reached out in greeting.

The newcomer shrank back and lowered his head. He hurriedly wiped his hand, dirty from a burlap sack, and parted his thin lips as if he wanted to speak, but nothing came out. At last, he reached out and clasped that precious hand, soft as a cloud.

“Let’s go out for dinner together later. My treat. I’ll just change first.” The impossibly beautiful boy didn’t mind his new roommate’s awkward silence at all.

Shen Chong, whose hair was so long it almost covered his eyes, stood there in a daze. When Xia Zao turned and took off his shirt, revealing a broad expanse of skin as white as snow, Shen Chong immediately lowered his eyes. At the same time, the sound of some irrevocable plunge thundered in his ears, echoing without end.

In every novel, a poor, insecure boy who hated the world, had to fight tooth and nail just for the chance to study, worked to pay for his own meals, and came from an unhappy family was supposed to resent a beautiful boy who had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

But Xia Zao was kind, innocent, warm, and optimistic. His whole being shone with a warmth like the sun, and he possessed all the wonderful things Shen Chong longed for.

How could Shen Chong ever resent him? Even looking at Xia Zao made him feel like he could die of happiness.

Shen Chong loved him.

One day, Xia Zao found a special love letter in his desk drawer. It was anonymous.

It began with: Hello, darling.

[A super sweet story! Please add it to your collection!!!!!]

[The seme is exceptionally talented, but comes from a poor family and a terrible home environment. The uke is his salvation and his light.]

[So yes, this is a sweet story about finding salvation~]

Here’s Jiji’s upcoming story too. Please add it to your collection!

"A Republic-Era Sweet Romance About Spoiling Your Wife": A down-on-his-luck playboy from the Republic era and his irritable, extremely possessive, powerful childhood friend, a straight man.

Synopsis:

1. Xia Zhi liked eating fruit jelly at night. This rare treat was only available at a French restaurant on the outskirts of town. He couldn’t be bothered to go out himself, and money was especially tight lately. The troupe at his pear garden was about to quit, so, as usual, he called Lu Kaijiang, who was in Tianjin for a meeting.

Mr. Lu was in the middle of tearing into his adjutant. He answered the call in an equally bad mood and said coldly, “Speak.”

Xia Zhi sprawled on a handmade Soviet wool sofa, so relaxed he seemed to have no bones. He paid no attention to his friend’s foul mood and drawled, “Second Lu, call the French restaurant and have them deliver some fruit jelly to the Xia residence.”

“...” Lu Kaijiang, far away in Tianjin, fell silent for a moment. His voice softened a little. “Call them yourself and put it on my tab.”

“I want you to call,” Xia Zhi coaxed.

Lu Kaijiang chuckled, then asked, “How many servings?”

“Two,” Xia Zhi said with a grin. “My famous-singer friend is here too, you know, the best Huangmei opera singer, Ying Guan. He’s gorgeous even without makeup. We’ve been getting along really well lately.”

“Do you remember what I told you before, Xia San?” Lu Kaijiang’s voice suddenly darkened over the phone. He sounded even more imposing and terrifying than Xia Zhi’s father, the general who had died in battle abroad.

Xia Zhi’s heart gave a nervous thump, but knowing his friend’s temper, he still spoke soothingly. “I know, I know. I’m friends with them in a perfectly proper way. It’s not as dirty as you think. Besides, you know me. I’m still taking my medicine.”

Xia Zhi had been impotent from birth. He’d taken medicine for years, but hadn’t improved much. Even if he wanted to fool around with someone, he simply wasn’t capable of it.

At that, Lu Kaijiang’s fingers, which had been tapping anxiously on the rosewood table, gradually stopped. But he still warned Xia Zhi in a fierce, agitated voice, “Xia San, your father is gone. He personally told me to keep an eye on you. I don’t care what kind of friends you make. Just remember, if I find out any of them has touched something they shouldn’t, I won’t come after you. I’ll shoot him dead!”

Xia Zhi obediently nodded.

2. One day, Xia Zhi and Lu Kaijiang were bathing at a private residence when Xia Zhi suddenly grabbed Lu Kaijiang’s muscular forearm and exclaimed in delight, “Kaijiang! I, I think I’m working again! Look!”

Before Lu Kaijiang could say anything, Xia San, whose skin was as white as soft jade, was already about to jump out of the bath.

“Where are you going?” Lu Kaijiang asked.

Xia Zhi hurriedly blushed, his beautiful face full of affection. “I’ve been getting along really well with that young master from the newspaper lately. He found the doctor for me. I... I should show him I’m better, right?”

“Get back here.” Lu Kaijiang’s voice was so cold it sounded murderous. “Try fooling around with a man, and I’ll break your legs.”

3. Later, Xia Zhi lay in bed and asked his Lu-ge, “I’m fooling around with you now. Why aren’t you breaking my legs?”

Lu Kaijiang held Xia Zhi’s slender, delicate leg and kissed it. He smiled faintly without answering.

[Reader’s Guide]

1. The uke is just a bit of a natural flirt, not a bad person. He’s dated lots of men, but always kept things within bounds and was very gentlemanly.

2. An extremely, extremely sweet everyday romance about doting on your partner.

3. Please add it to your collection!!!

Theme: Always keep hoping for a better life.