Why Is the Canary Unhappy?

[Cool, delicate beauty bottom x possessive, gloomy attack-dog top]

>> Coming soon: After Mistaking Himself for a White Moonlight, He Puts Himself Up for Sale on Xianyu

1.

Wen Zexi was a classical beauty, cherished by the Jiangcheng opera troupe and blessed with extraordinary talent.

He took the stage at ten,

became a star at twelve,

and fell from the high stage at fifteen.

His voice was ruined, and the Wen family cast him aside.

After many twists and turns, he ended up overseas. To survive, he was willing to become a caged canary, but first he needed to find a good owner.

2.

Gu Yunyan had just arrived at the bar when he spotted a cool, aloof young man who seemed completely out of place, like a white jade peony deep in his old family garden. One delicate touch, and it might shatter and wither.

It seemed he had lost a game, so he came over with a drink in hand.

Gu Yunyan leaned back on the sofa, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing. He was languid and casual, his grin bold and wicked. He raised an eyebrow, asking what the boy wanted.

The young man held out the drink and said, "I want to keep a dog."

Everyone burst out laughing. "If you want a dog, go to a pet shop. What are you doing at a bar?"

Gu Yunyan raised an eyebrow, amused, and took the drink from his hand, downing it in one go.

Leaning closer, he hooked a finger into the ribbon tied around the boy's neck and tugged hard, forcing him to meet his eyes. His thin lips parted, and a faint scent of grapes mingled with the words he murmured.

"Woof."

After that, their days and nights grew wantonly indulgent, and Gu Yunyan became hopelessly addicted to the boy's faint, rose-like fragrance.

Before long, he wanted to keep this canary all to himself. In secret, he even registered their marriage, becoming the boy's only legal owner.

But the canary flew away.

3.

After they reunited, Wen Zexi was certain that his relationship with Gu Yunyan had always been that of a canary and its owner.

Three years ago, he had deliberately approached Gu Yunyan to make ends meet, coveting the gilded cage he could offer.

Three years later, he agreed to resume their relationship for the warmth of his owner's palm when they drew close.

He was cool and reserved, a man of few words. His long silver hair only heightened his cold, detached air, like a piece of jade placed in a pond in early spring, its chill seeping into the bone.

He was gloomy day after day, until a friend beside him advised, "If this relationship has no future, you should end it sooner rather than later."

"Mm. I'll think about it."

Before he had finished speaking, he looked up and met the man's pale gray eyes.

That night,

Wen Zexi was trapped in a confined space. His slender, pale fingers weakly clung to the corner of the man's robe. The damp silk was slick and clingy, slipping away from his fingers bit by bit. His body wavered, then collapsed helplessly into the man's arms, while the gold-foil card between his teeth slowly slid free.

The man caught it, unfolded it, and asked with feigned curiosity, "Sweetheart, what am I to you, legally?"

"Hu...sband..."

The words came out broken and disjointed.

"Louder..."

---Coming Soon---

[Cool, delicate, airheaded bottom x scheming, repressed top]

After Shen Guanyan was accidentally injured, he discovered that he was the doomed white-moonlight character in a novel.

In the original story, in Beicheng, where the elite gathered, the Shen family was the most insignificant of all, yet possessed two priceless Guanyin figures.

One was an ancestral statue of Guanyin, worth a fortune.

The other was the beautiful, sheltered young Guanyin himself: Shen Guanyan.

A man is innocent of a crime until he possesses a treasure; the treasure is the crime.

The Shen family was struck by disaster. Their home was destroyed and their family killed, the statue shattered, and the young Guanyin hanged himself, fulfilling the saying, "Better to be shattered like jade than remain whole like a roof tile."

He became the unbearable regret in the hearts of countless people in Beicheng's elite circles.

Now, looking at his cold, expressionless face in the mirror, Shen Guanyan sighed and rubbed his forehead. To escape his fate, he made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes.

Sell the Guanyin statue.

Then take the money and flee with his whole family.

Lin Yechen had just left the conference room when he received a message on his phone.

Shen Guanyan: [Xianyu] http:@#$!@ "Xianyu Auction: The Shen Family's Little Guanyin" Click the link to open

Shen Guanyan. He rolled the name around in his mind, and a fleeting glimpse at Lingshan Temple came back to him.

The young man had been as cool as jade, so pure he seemed untouched by dust, like a lotus before the Buddha. He was only to be admired from afar, never disturbed.

Years later, he had hidden that lotus away in his dreams countless times,

but in reality, he stood amid the world of wealth and fame, stained with filth. How could he dare approach?

Hesitantly, he clicked the link. When he saw the item being auctioned, his heart gave a jolt.

Lin Yechen: [?]

Shen Guanyan: [The Shen family has suffered an unexpected crisis. I have no choice.]

His fingers moved, and he entered the maximum bid.

After the item sold, Shen Guanyan shakily held out the Guanyin statue to him and said, "Payment received, goods delivered."

He was about to leave when the man caught him by the sleeve.

"Young Master Shen, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. I want the little Guanyin, not this statue."

It took Shen Guanyan a moment to understand.

The little Guanyin. Wasn't that what people called him?

Shen Guanyan was pampered by Lin Yechen, surrounded by gold and jade. If he wanted the stars, he got them; if he wanted the moon, he got that too. Life was pleasant enough.

Except that every night, Lin Yechen would grab him by the legs, leaving him unable to escape.

"Guanyin (Guanyan), save me once more."

Theme: Seeking quick success and instant gratification is no way to achieve lasting success