The Sweet Childhood Friend Decides to Drop His Disguise

[My Next Novel, The Hated God Has a Secret Identity That Makes Him Go Viral, Is Now Serializing. Please Add It to Your Reading List. Blurb Below] [This Novel] Shou's POV: Ding Zhong Few people know that I have a younger brother. We aren't related by blood, but he's more important to me than a real younger brother would be. Whenever I think of him struggling to get by overseas with his hearing impairment, I worry. I don't mind having a hard time myself. I send him pocket money, scholarship funds, and my wages. If it makes his life a little easier, it's worth it. As for all the upheavals in my family over the years, I won't tell him. I don't want him to worry. My little brother has always been so capable. He fought his way through every obstacle and made it all the way to a PhD at a prestigious university. He's about to graduate. "Will Xiao An come back to China after graduation? Has he found a girlfriend?" Aunt Zhang asked me. I lay awake for a long time, carefully hiding that trace of sadness that had haunted me for years. Maybe I should let go and move on to a new life. I met a fitness trainer. He was as handsome and wholesome-looking as my little brother, and his physique was perfect, too. The only thing was, he could be a little domineering. For the second time in my life, I truly fell for someone. Luckily, he felt the same way about me. It was just that every time I thought of the trainer's name, I felt a little dazed: Yi An, exactly the same as my little brother's. Gong's POV: Yi An I had an older boy next door who spent all his pocket money buying me popsicles, chased off the bullies for me, clumsily learned to cook for my sake, held me tight while we slept so I wouldn't fall out of bed, and patiently helped me learn to read lips. My brother never knew who I was. If I could, I would follow him around pitifully for the rest of my life. After Grandpa took me overseas, I stood at the gate of a grand private estate, rode in a stretch limousine, slept in a bedroom as luxurious as a palace, and wrote letters to my brother. "Big Brother, everything overseas is so expensive." "Big Brother, English lip-reading is so hard to learn." "Big Brother, I have to get a part-time job after school." My brother always replied promptly. The money he sent me remained untouched, sitting in that account for fifteen years. I thought I would be satisfied, but that longing only grew stronger, tormenting me for fifteen years. After returning from the brink of death, I told Grandpa coldly, "You've already driven your son to his death. Don't try to control my life, too." I secretly returned to China, invested in my brother's company, and pretended to be his fitness trainer, but he never recognized me. I was a little sad, but also a little happy. My brother liked the real me. Otherwise, right now, I wouldn't be able to pin him down on a hotel bed and watch his beautiful face grow redder and redder. #You were born in mid-autumn and grew in my heart# #My heart remains true, and I will keep you safe# [Tips] 1. Third-person narration. A silly older shou and a scheming younger gong who lies through his teeth, childhood friends from next door. 2. One-on-one, mutually unrequited crushes for fifteen years. The shou's ex was a substitute for the gong, though the shou wasn't consciously aware of it. The Complete Manuscript of The Hated God Has a Secret Identity That Makes Him Go Viral Is Now Serializing. Please Add It to Your Reading List After accidentally attracting a curse of ill-fated romance, Ji You, who had spent a hundred years weaving red threads, was banished from the Celestial Court. With a little Moon Spirit who loved eavesdropping, an innate divine ability to spot scumbags, and the golden finger of being a domineering heartthrob adored by everyone, he transmigrated into a book. The original host was the second young master of a wealthy family. He was kicked out for true love, bore the scorn of the entire internet, and married the nation's male idol, only to be locked in a psychiatric hospital by him and die of depression less than two years later. Rewrite his fate? No. Ji You transmigrated into the original host at the moment of his death. He was a rich-family cannon fodder destined to die right from the start. Ji You: ...Perfect. That plot has nothing to do with me. I'll just punish scumbags, clear this curse of ill-fated romance, and return to the Celestial Court. No. According to the original plot, after the original host dies, his biological older brother will end up with the male idol in a happy ending. But Ji You is still alive and married to the male idol, getting in the way of the original couple's relationship. The book world will collapse. Forget returning to the Celestial Court. Even surviving in the book world will be a pipe dream. Ji You: ...Then I'll get a divorce first. * After his divorce, Ji You threw himself into punishing scumbags. The more famous the scumbag, the faster he could return to the Celestial Court. An internet celebrity and entrepreneur who acted respectable in public but lured students into taking nude photos in private. A genius screenwriter who cultivated a devoted-husband image while behaving like an animal behind closed doors. A top-tier star who married into a rich family but constantly played the victim and slandered his wife's family. An internationally renowned director who claimed he would remain unmarried for life and devote himself to art, while carrying the lives of his wife and child on his conscience. With each shocking, no-holds-barred livestream, the once red-hot top-tier stars fell from grace, each meeting a more miserable end than the last. Meanwhile, the mysterious streamer who never showed his face shot to internet fame, earning the title "Scumbag-Busting Hero." Ji You was delighted by his progress in punishing scumbags, but worried about something else: Why hadn't the male idol gotten together with his big brother yet? * With both parents dead and an unhappy marriage, Lu Wen, the "nation's male idol," had long believed himself to be cursed with misfortune and incapable of loving anyone. That was, until the mysterious scumbag-busting streamer appeared. Sure, the streamer kept going after members of his production team, but that was all in the name of justice. Lu Wen liked it. Sure, the streamer's methods were brutal and cruel, but they were also fierce and decisive. Lu Wen admired him. Sure, the streamer never showed his face and used a voice changer, but Lu Wen had watched countless scumbag-busting videos in private and, guided by instinct alone, pieced together a full holographic image of him. He was utterly captivated. No matter how he looked at it, this streamer outclassed his universally hated wife in every way and was a worthy match for him. Wait. Why did that holographic image look so familiar? At that moment, an image of the streamer reconstructed from a scumbag's pupils finally arrived in front of him. Who else could it be but Ji You? The usually composed and unflappable Lu Wen panicked. What do I do? What do I do? The divorce waiting period is almost over... I even gave my wife the cold shoulder yesterday... No matter what, he wasn't getting divorced. He would never, ever divorce! #A workaholic, universally adored red-thread spirit shou who just wants to punish scumbags and return to the Celestial Court to keep weaving red threads x A formerly workaholic domineering CEO gong who secretly becomes obsessed with the mysterious streamer, then discovers it's his wife and desperately chases him back# (Lu Wen: Help! Can anyone tell me why my darling wife keeps trying to set me up with his older brother?) Theme: If you love someone, you have to fight for them.