No Touching

Timid, socially anxious beauty on the receiving end (Yun Wan) x celibate top who falls for a man (Wen Zhi)

One day, a timid, pretty young man appeared outside a private psychology clinic.

His soft hair was a little messy. He pressed his lips together, clutching the hem of his clothes as he paced back and forth a fair distance from the door.

Finally, close to closing time, he carefully waited for the last patient to leave, then tiptoed into the consultation room.

The young man sat stiffly. After a long pause, he spoke in a small voice. "Um, Doctor, could you help me?"

The doctor nodded slightly and smiled warmly. "Don't be afraid. Take your time."

"I, I think I might be kind of perverted."

The doctor pushed up his glasses and studied the young man, who was looking down and picking at his fingers. "How long have you been experiencing these symptoms?"

"About a month or two."

"Can you tell me exactly why you think you're perverted?"

"I... really, really want to hug someone. I even... want to touch him. Or let him touch me... That's fine too. Even his clothes, the ones he's worn, and the bed he's slept in, I..."

The young man paused and looked helplessly at the psychologist across from him, looking on the verge of tears. "It feels like I can't control my body. I keep wanting to press myself against him..."

In the hallway, a man in a sharp suit was slowly approaching.

At the sound of his footsteps, the young man hurriedly locked the door, then leaned against it with his legs trembling. Clutching his heaving chest, he pleaded, "Doctor, please save me. I think my condition is getting worse..."

Not long after Yun Wan was taken back, an unequal clause was added to the marriage agreement: No touching Mr. Wen.

But later, the usually composed and self-controlled head of the Wen family, as cold as frost and snow, felt turbulent currents stirring beneath his calm gaze. It wasn't until he realized that even Yun Wan's breathing seemed to be seducing him that his years of restraint suddenly crumbled.

That day, with a feverish look in his eyes, Wen Zhi pinned Yun Wan against the wall of a steam-filled bathroom. "I hear you're sick?" He leaned close to Yun Wan's neck and murmured, his voice low. "You know, I'm always... happy to help."

Yun Wan clenched his fists and bit his lip, trying with all his might to hold back. "..."

Wen Zhi kissed the blood from his lips. "Is that enough?"

Yun Wan: "..."

Wen Zhi: "What about now?"

Soaked through and trembling, Yun Wan stammered, "E-enough... That's enough, sob..."

Reader's guide:

1. Marriage first, love later. Same-sex marriage and childbirth are possible; people can marry at eighteen.

2. The top is fifteen years older than the one on the receiving end: the top is 33, and the other is 18.

3. The one on the receiving end will recover from his psychological condition later in the story.

4. A sweet little love story.

Screenshot saved on 2023/04/19.

Theme: Helping others is a virtue