My Friend Is a Brooding, Clingy Guy

(The entire novel is undergoing a major revision. You can come back and read it in a little while, dear readers.)

Duan Han first saw Yu Mingshen lose himself in thought on the basketball court.

Dark clouds blanketed the sky, heralding the coming storm. The boy's eyes were like a glass window damp with moisture on a muggy, rainy day, wet and clinging.

The second time, it was in a dim alley.

A thug who often roamed the streets near the bars, extorting people, lay on the ground, groaning.

Yu Mingshen was trembling all over. Blood spattered his pale face. He heard footsteps and looked over. Tears kept spilling from his beautiful eyes as he helplessly called Duan Han's name.

The third time, it was in the hospital.

His frail body, with its weak immune system, had fallen ill again.

Yu Mingshen stayed by his hospital bed all night without eating, drinking, or sleeping. His once rosy lips were cracked, and he looked almost as awful as Duan Han in the hospital bed.

He really cares about me, Duan Han thought.

After that, their relationship got better and better, but it was also different from before. Yu Mingshen began openly interfering in Duan Han's social life. He became clingier, nastier, and more domineering.

His friends all advised Duan Han to stay away from Yu Mingshen, but he still didn't take them seriously.

Until one day, Duan Han accidentally opened a diary.

"2.16 He made a new friend again. Why can you never get rid of flies?"

"4.7 He fell asleep. He smells so good, like pears. I took a lot of pictures."

"5.18 He noticed me. Those awful people said bad things about me. What should I do?"

"8.9 He really does fall for this. At last, he's all mine."

"Ah." Yu Mingshen had appeared behind Duan Han at some point. His gaze fell on the notebook in Duan Han's hand, tinged with a faint gloom. "You've found out."

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Yu Mingshen absolutely hated that young master who chattered all day and followed him around.

Like a little bird, so noisy it gave him a headache.

But Yu Mingshen was also terrified of that little bird fluttering around someone else.

So he had to pretend to be weak, cry in secret, and occasionally let slip something that would make the other person worry about him, silencing those loose tongues.

But it didn't work.

The sun wouldn't shine on him alone.

He wanted to gouge out everyone else's eyes.

Reader's Guide

●Gloomy high-school top x sunny puppy-like bottom. A nontraditional mutual pining story. The top has hearing loss in his left ear, and the bottom was born with a weak immune system. Slight everyone-loves-him appeal.

Theme: Always look forward to a better tomorrow