My Best Friend Is a Wet Man

(The full text is being overhauled, wives can read it again after a while) The first time Duan Han saw Yu Mingshen lost his mind was at the stadium. The sky was covered with thick dark clouds, foreshadowing the coming heavy rain. The boy's eyes were like wet glass windows filled with water vapor in the southern sky, moist and sticky. The second time I lost consciousness was in a dark alley. A gangster who often extorted people from around the bar street fell to the ground and howled. Yu Mingshen was trembling all over, with blood splattered on his fair face when he heard footsteps. Tears kept rolling out of her beautiful eyes, and she called his name helplessly. The third time I lost consciousness was in the hospital. The broken body with low immunity fell ill again. Yu Mingshen stayed with him in the hospital all night, without eating, drinking or sleeping. His usually red lips were chapped and his condition was as bad as that of him in the hospital bed. He really cares about me. Duan Han thought. After that, their relationship got better and better, but it was different from before. Yu Mingshen began to intervene openly in Zihan's social interactions, becoming more and more clingy, bad, and dominant. Friends around him tried to persuade Duan Han to stay away from Yu Ming, but he still disagreed. Until one day, Duan Han accidentally opened a diary. "2.16 He has a new friend. Why can't he swat all the flies?" "4.7 He fell asleep. He smelled so good of pears and took a lot of photos." "He noticed me on 5.18. Those annoying guys said bad things about me. What should I do?" "8.9 He really did this, and it's finally mine." "Ah." Yu Mingshen didn't know when he appeared behind Duan Han, and his eyes fell on the notebook in his hand with a faint gloom, "I was discovered." - Yu Mingshen hated the young master who chattered around him all day long. Like a little bird, the noise gives me a headache. But Yu Mingshen was very afraid of birds flying around others. He had no choice but to pretend to be weak and cry secretly. From time to time, he would shake out something that would make the other person feel distressed, and block those tongues that would talk nonsense. But it's no use. The sun will not shine only on him. I really want to gouge out other people's eyes. ——Reading Guide—— ●Dark male high-profile × sunny puppy subject, an atypical two-way secret love, subject with hearing loss in his left ear, congenital low immunity, a charming little girl. Mission: Always looking forward to a better tomorrow