The Socially Anxious One Binds to the Gossip System

[Sweet story with the top's perspective.]

Yun Song is a severe social phobe with paranoid delusions. Out of nowhere, he gets bound to a System and transmigrates into a cannon-fodder character in a novel about a real and fake young master.

One second, he's thrilled to learn he has a nine-digit bank balance and can lie flat and do nothing for the rest of his life.

The next, the System tells him it's betrothal money from the protagonist top, and if he doesn't get married, he won't get a cent.

Yun Song pulls out his homemade System shredder, huddles nervously in a corner, and says in a quiet, flushed voice, "S-System, come out. Let's, let's talk."

System: ...

System: Host, Host, calm down! I mean no harm. I just bound myself to the wrong person. I absolutely won't hurt you! (frantically produces proof)

System: I'll compensate you. How about I give you a golden finger?

Yun Song is still scared. He secretly wipes his sweaty palms on his clothes and asks, "A golden finger? Can I sell it for a lot of money? Can it let me stay home for the rest of my life?"

System: I don't think so. It's a gossip golden finger.

Yun Song's eyes light up. "Can I use it at home?"

System: You, you have to go outside.

Yun Song cautiously points the System shredder toward it, trembling. "Sorry, then you'd better die."

*

Yu Bai was invited to a banquet, mainly to meet his arranged-marriage partner.

Rumor had it that his intended was a brash, unruly country bumpkin with no manners, a filthy mouth, and poor hygiene.

In reality, his arranged-marriage partner was handsome and fair-skinned, holding a teacup as he sat quietly in a corner of the banquet hall. He looked sweet and pitiful, exactly Yu Bai's type.

Yu Bai was very pleased. Just as he was about to approach, he heard one strange voice after another coming from nowhere--

[Poor Yu Bai. As if being abused by a bastard child since childhood wasn't enough, now that he's finally gained a little power, the protagonist bottom is going to defile him tonight and leave him ridiculed and cursed by everyone. What a miserable little white flower.]

[What? Mr. Gu brought his unrequited love to the banquet, but his wife is faking her death to escape. Now Mr. Gu will have to go through hell to win her back?]

[Huh? The banquet's host is eighty years old. How does he still have so much energy? He's playing with his grandson's young boyfriend in the study?]

Yu Bai had been the Yu family's sole heir since childhood. He'd never suffered a day in his life, and everything had always gone his way. Hearing this, he instinctively wanted to argue.

A miserable little white flower? Who, me? You've got to be kidding.

He looked around, but the only person beside him was Yun Song, quietly drinking tea. Unable to find anyone making those sounds, he continued toward Yun Song.

The next second, he heard the same voice again--

[Ahhhhh! Don't come over! Not even a little white flower! Don't talk to me! Back off, back off, back off!]

Yu Bai: ...

*

One day after they were married.

Yu Bai, who considered himself cool, noble, and absolutely not a little white flower, stood outside their bedroom door, pretending to look pitiful.

Yu Bai: A Song, it's thundering outside. It reminds me of that rainy day when I was a kid and a bastard child kicked me out of the house. I'm scared. Will you keep me company?

After a long while, the bedroom door opened a crack, revealing Yun Song's beautiful face, red with nervousness, his eyes full of concern.

Yun Song: R-Really?

A paranoid, socially anxious top X a black-lotus bottom with top-notch acting skills

One-on-one, mutual pampering, sweet romance

Reading Guide

1. The top really is socially anxious, though his case is a little different.

2. The top and bottom are a perfect match, an ideal match, an absolutely perfect match. No breaking up the CP or switching roles.

3. No control-faction or extreme-realism readers, please. If you don't like it, click X. Please don't insult the characters or author. Read with civility and harmony.

Theme: See the pines and cypresses, standing tall and straight.