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[Possessive, fatherly top x a little prince who's spoiled only by the top]

Lu Zhao and his husband, Wen Jingyao, had a love story straight out of a fairy tale.

As a child, Prince Lu Zhao sponsored Wen Jingyao. When they grew up, Wen Jingyao married Lu Zhao and saved the Lu family from ruin.

The fairy tale ended one night when Wen Jingyao was in a car accident. His body had recovered after treatment, but he remained unconscious. The doctors said his psychological illness was too severe. The only way Lu Zhao could save him was to use full-dive technology to return to the moment in the past when his illness began and help him resolve his trauma.

Lu Zhao: Huh???

Lu Zhao: My family sponsored my husband from childhood, so he wouldn't be bullied. He's hardworking and ambitious, a top student and the campus heartthrob all the way through school. His full-dive technology company is thriving, and he's got a wonderful sweetheart like me. What psychological illness could he possibly have?!

Turns out, he really did have one!

When Lu Zhao returned to Wen Jingyao's seventh year, he remembered that the Lu family had already begun sponsoring him by then. So he searched through the crowd at the orphanage for the little boy in the white down jacket he'd given him, excitedly patting the back of a child wearing one, only to discover it wasn't Wen Jingyao.

Wen Jingyao was hiding in a corner of the orphanage, dressed in a tattered, padded coat. His eyes held a pitiful glimmer of hope as he cupped his hands and feet, red with cold.

Lu Zhao: ...What the hell??

When he returned to Wen Jingyao's fourteenth year, Lu Zhao steeled himself and visited school after school, gathering the top students from every grade to check their faces. He came up empty-handed.

Just as he was getting angry and frustrated, he happened to spot a tall, underage boy working for a foreman among the construction crews behind a school.

His face was filthy, his eyes cold as stars. It was Wen Jingyao.

Lu Zhao: ...QAQ

When he returned to Wen Jingyao's twenty-first year, Lu Zhao pressed his fingers to his philtrum and took a turn around the makeshift studio that would become the full-dive technology company. This time, he found his husband sitting upright inside, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he heard someone berate Wen Jingyao, take credit for his work, and splash cold tea right in his handsome face.

Lu Zhao... Lu Zhao was furious.

What kind of life had my husband been living?

*

Wen Jingyao was suffocating in a mire where no light could reach.

He was obsessive and terrifying, calculating and cruel. He knew that everyone hated him.

Even the little prince he'd gone to such lengths to steal was going to leave him.

He was desperate.

But he had never imagined that his little prince would come into his heart, bringing light, soothe all his wounds, and pull him out of endless darkness.

"Hey, you idiot of a husband." Lu Zhao rose onto his toes and kissed Wen Jingyao on the forehead. "Your little prince is here to avenge you."

Theme: It's okay if you're standing in the mud. I'm here to love you.