Imitation

The current seme and uke: goofy college guy x melancholic, wealthy widow. The original seme and uke: young master x insecure, innocent little darling.

Warnings!!! The uke is bisexual. It's a substitute-lover story, but the uke treats the seme as a substitute, and his white moonlight has always held the central place in his heart.

Since the whole story is told in a memoir format, the perspectives are all over the place! There are seme and uke perspectives, as well as a third-person perspective (only a little of the latter).

After graduating from college, Mo Huai got drunk after his roommate tricked him into handing over his ID to take out an online loan. His classmates ran off, leaving him to pay it back alone. With the interest piling up, the debt just kept growing.

Mo Huai: Damn that roommate. I'm calling the cops on you!

The underground bar isn't exactly respectable, but it pays well. At this rate, I'll have it paid off after three more years of work. Hahahahahaha sob sob sob sob sob sob.

Then one day, someone insisted he sleep with them.

A man's chastity is the most important thing, Mo Huai declared, vowing to defend his to the death.

Then someone smashed a bottle over his head.

Mo Huai's mind went blank. He knew he was done for, but Bai Xuyan appeared like a god and rescued him.

He paid off Mo Huai's debt, cleaned his wounds, and gave him a place to stay and money to spend.

Mo Huai knew a windfall like this didn't just fall into your lap for no reason.

"Why are you so good to me?"

Mo Huai couldn't help asking.

Bai Xuyan gently touched the side of his nose, where he'd just had a beauty mark tattooed.

"You remind me of someone I once knew."

In time, he learned about Mr. Bai's past with the lover he'd lost.

"Am I his substitute?"

Bai Xuyan didn't deny it. He simply gave Mo Huai his freedom without a word.

Mo Huai left, his resolute figure filling Bai Xuyan with a sense of loss.

But he came back, with an identical beauty mark tattooed beside his nose.

He carefully guided Bai Xuyan's hand to his cheek and nuzzled against it, lowering his eyes.

"I look more like him now, don't I? Please don't leave me."

Theme: It's hard to win over an older man, because before you came along, someone had already weathered life's storms with him and promised to stay by his side forever.