The Poor College Student He Sponsored Got on Top of Him

A dazzling femme fatale fox spirit x a college boy who goes from innocent to calculating green tea|Younger man|Eight-year age gap

Bei Jianong was a notorious playboy on the bar street and a heartthrob in the gay scene.

He slept all day and partied all night, surrounded by neon lights and wine, and liked all sorts of pretty, exciting boys.

The only respectable thing he'd ever done was sponsor a poor high school student from a remote mountain village. Every month, the student sent him a letter of thanks, writing over and over in vigorous handwriting: Thank you, Brother Jianong. I'll repay you someday.

One day, he got a phone call at a bar. Over the loud music, he heard the caller address him as "Brother Jianong" in a deep voice that still sounded youthful.

Plenty of people called him that, but this was the first time someone had said it in such a pure and earnest tone.

He learned that the high school student he'd sponsored had been admitted to the best local university as the top scorer in the city, and had come specifically to visit and thank him.

Bei Jianong showed up to meet the soon-to-be college student with a lipstick mark on his cheek. After several years apart, the boy had grown tall and strong, with a handsome, youthful face. While he waited for Bei Jianong, several bottom boys eagerly came over to ask for his contact information.

The boy looked clearly flustered and at a loss, but politely turned them down and explained himself.

After shooing them away, Bei Jianong raised his chin and thought for a moment. "A May Fourth Youth?"

The boy stared at him for a moment, then smiled gently. "Brother Jianong, my name is Wu Sinian."

From his looks to his name, he was the very picture of an upstanding young man.

Bei Jianong might be a playboy, but he knew where to draw the line. Even when his friends teased him that this kid was exactly his type, he didn't entertain the idea.

He wasn't about to corrupt such a well-behaved boy.

Wu Sinian temporarily moved into his place, cooked for him, cleaned up, and became his live-in housekeeper.

Bei Jianong felt ashamed by comparison. When he was eighteen, all he cared about was how to squander his life. Meanwhile, this May Fourth Youth already knew how to make someone feel perfectly at ease.

Poor kids really do grow up fast.

So he went straight for a few days, took the boy shopping for clothes and helped him get familiar with the area, keeping a proper distance and treating him like an extra younger brother.

But he underestimated the subtle influence of the big city, and how quickly a top student could learn about new things. As a result, he failed to notice that Wu Sinian's expression grew darker every time he found out Bei Jianong was going out to a bar.

He had absolute faith in the May Fourth Youth's integrity. Even when the other boy repeatedly ruined his chances with gorgeous men, he chalked it up to coincidence.

The accident happened the day he messed up and accidentally drank a spiked drink. When he woke up, he found himself in Wu Sinian's arms, aching all over.

It wasn't that he'd topped Wu Sinian. Wu Sinian had topped him!

Fuck!

Reader's guide: 1v1. The bottom used to be a top.

Theme: Someone taught me how to love.