Just Staying Over

My new novel, Why Won't My Wife Break Up with Me Yet?, is coming soon. I'm begging you to add it to your collection! Su Jiu'an was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. He was frail and often sick from childhood, and his family had no expectations for him beyond staying alive. During the holidays, Su Jiu'an helped dispense medicine at his family's clinic. A bespectacled man kept coming in to pick up prescriptions. Sometimes a woman stood beside him, and the prescriptions were nourishing medicine for pregnancy. One day, Su Jiu'an handed the man his prepared medicine and sighed, "You're such a model husband, sir." "That's my older sister." "Oh, oh, sorry." Su Jiu'an couldn't help blushing. "Couldn't you tell?" "I thought you had the look of a married couple..." "..." . After the holidays, Su Jiu'an went away to college and stayed with a friend of his younger uncle. His uncle said his friend was a hot-tempered writer, which made Su Jiu'an nervous. The door opened, and a man in loose pajamas, with bedhead sticking straight up, appeared before him. Su Jiu'an recognized him at once. "It's you! The 'model husband'!" Xie Qingshan: "..." To make up for the bad impression he'd made, Su Jiu'an pointed at a photo on the cabinet after entering. "Wow, is this Uncle Xie when he was a kid? How cute!" "That's your younger uncle..." Su Jiu'an decided that perhaps he should stop talking. . The first time Xie Qingshan went to the clinic to pick up medicine, he met a kid with a beauty mark on his collarbone that was exactly his type. He volunteered to pick up medicine for his sister. The shy kid's first words to him were to praise him as a model husband... . His troublemaking friend's nephew was coming to stay. At nine on Saturday morning, the doorbell rang. Xie Qingshan had finally gotten a day off. He dragged himself out of bed, fuming, and opened the door. The kid who was exactly his type appeared right in front of him. His pink lips parted in surprise. "Model husband!" "..." . After moving in, Su Jiu'an went into the kitchen to start cooking. Someone said, "I'll do it." After Su Jiu'an was fed full, he got ready to wash the dishes. Someone said, "Leave it." Su Jiu'an offered to mop the floor. Someone said, "Sit down." . Su Jiu'an thought, Great, my bad health has gotten me treated like a cripple again. Someone else thought: Am I model enough for you? Aren't you completely smitten yet? . Su Jiu'an accidentally broke an antique vase at home. Xie Qingshan: "Out with the old, in with the new." Su Jiu'an made a dish that burned to the pan. Xie Qingshan: "It has a unique flavor." Su Jiu'an talked back to him. Someone said, "My fault." . "Uncle, you're so nice-tempered. Why does everyone say you're hot-tempered?" "..." Because I damn well like you. . Su Jiu'an didn't know that on that Saturday morning, he hadn't just rung the doorbell. He had also rung someone's heart. A fiercely possessive, hot-tempered writer who spoils his beloved to the point of swallowing his anger × An adorable, empty-headed, frail young gentleman Notes: Eight-year age gap Strong top, frail bottom Same-sex marriage is legal in this setting The prequel next door, I See the Green Mountains, makes a great companion read! Please check out my other new novel, Why Won't You Break Up Yet? Please give it a star! Chen Kongqing has spent his whole life committed to two things. The first is studying herbal medicine. The second is loving Ling Xiao. The year he graduated from college, he suffered a serious leg injury in Ling Xiao's place. Ling Xiao agreed to be with him out of guilt. Even so, Chen Kongqing was happy for a long time. But Ling Xiao wasn't happy. Ling Xiao disliked the smell of herbs, so he didn't like visiting him. There was another secret Chen Kongqing found hard to admit. He had a strange illness, and Ling Xiao was never willing to help him. His condition grew worse and worse. It became so severe that he could no longer endure it and had to go to the hospital. That was where he met Xu Jingmo for the first time. The second time Chen Kongqing saw Xu Jingmo was at Ling Xiao's graduation party. His attending physician was his boyfriend's cousin. Ling Xiao didn't like getting close to him, whether in public or in private. He even said in front of a crowd, "He smells too strongly of herbs. It's awful." Ling Xiao said things like that often, but every time, they made Chen Kongqing's heart sink. At the party, only Xu Jingmo looked straight at him with his steady gaze. The third time he saw Xu Jingmo was during his second course of treatment. Xu Jingmo said, "You lied last time." It was true. He had lied and said his intimate relationship was good. Xu Jingmo said, "Please cooperate with your treatment from now on, and don't lie." Chen Kongqing nodded sheepishly. "I won't do it again." At the end of the treatment, his attending physician offered a suggestion for the first time. "Actually, you could consider breaking up." Chen Kongqing rested his hand on the handle of the examination room door and gave a noncommittal nod. After that, many times, his attending physician, who was also his boyfriend's cousin, made the same impartial suggestion. During one of his later appointments, he said casually, "I broke up with him. I was the one who ended it." Dr. Xu gave a neutral "Mm," but his fingers remained motionless over the keyboard for a long time. When the appointment ended that day, heavy rain was falling outside. A black umbrella suddenly appeared over Chen Kongqing's head. Beside him stood Xu Jingmo, who had taken off his white coat. "I'll walk you home." The rain was pouring, and Chen Kongqing didn't refuse. He thanked him. The two of them sheltered under one umbrella. Chen Kongqing said, "Does the herbal smell on me overwhelm you? I'm sorry." The man beside him was silent for a long time before replying earnestly, "It smells good. I like it very much." Later, Chen Kongqing's treatment ended, but Xu Jingmo remained in his life. He helped him move, drove him to and from work, brought him coffee on sunny days, and brought him an umbrella when it rained. Chen Kongqing said, "Dr. Xu, thank you for helping me so much. You're a really, really good doctor." Xu Jingmo asked, "Would you give me a chance to be a really, really good boyfriend?" Xu Jingmo had never thought of himself as an immoral person before. Because he had fallen for a man who was dating his cousin and was also his patient. But he had liked him first. Ling Xiao had long been used to Chen Kongqing being like a sponge. No matter how much he vented his anger, the sponge would always come back on its own. But this time, the sponge didn't come back. - Notes: Both are sexually inexperienced, but the bottom had feelings for someone else earlier in the story. The bottom has an advanced form of touch starvation. Details may be revised. I couldn't think of a good original blurb, so I replaced it. Sorry, sorry! A story about the one who comes later fighting tooth and nail for love. Theme: Never give up on life