Please, Big Brother, Stop Flirting

| Flirtatious | Younger man | Rekindled romance | Bittersweet | Neither of them is easy to deal with |

Outside the gates of Third High School on a rainy night, Ji Fengchuan ran into Song Yan's father.

Song's father was furious. "Taking revenge on me wasn't enough, so now you have to torment my son too? Song Yan has nothing to do with what happened between us!"

Holding a black umbrella, Ji Fengchuan glanced lazily at Song's father. "You owe my mother a life. So what's wrong with me tormenting your son? I haven't taken his life."

"You wouldn't dare! Stay away from him!"

A figure suddenly flashed past the school gates.

The umbrella was casually tossed into a roadside trash can. The rain instantly soaked the hair falling over Ji Fengchuan's forehead.

Standing in the cold rain of late autumn, Ji Fengchuan asked coolly, with a hint of amusement, "Do you think your son will listen to you, or to me?"

A white sneaker stepped into a filthy puddle. The figure darted out of the bustling crowd and rushed to Ji Fengchuan's side.

Ji Fengchuan leisurely raised a hand to shield himself from the rain, but Song Yan had already taken off his school uniform jacket and placed it over Ji Fengchuan's head.

Song Yan stood extremely close to him, but didn't dare look at Ji Fengchuan's white T-shirt, soaked until it was almost transparent. His face was red as blood.

Ji Fengchuan enjoyed the sight for a while, then took Song Yan by the chin and made him look up.

Song Yan held his breath. His eyes trembled faintly, but he didn't look away.

Ji Fengchuan's lips curled up. His fingertips traced Song Yan's jaw and reached the back of his neck. He pressed down, making Song Yan bend over and lower his head. "What have I taught you? Be polite when you meet your elders. Go greet your father."

*

Song Yan was the kind of person all the boys at school disliked and all the girls were curious about.

He was good-looking, only an average student, quiet, and had no friends.

But no one knew that he deliberately kept his grades unremarkable throughout all three years of high school to hide his talents and protect himself. Nor did anyone know that the night before the college entrance exams, he would pin Ji Fengchuan against a narrow desk and declare himself to him.

"Bro, don't worry. We're both getting into Qing University. Neither of us is getting away!"

Scheming, flirtatious older-brother-type shou VS sweet-on-the-outside, scheming, loyal younger gong

Five-year age gap, no blood relation. Both are adults!!

One-on-one in body and heart

A modern urban story! The school setting is just background for the characters!

Upcoming story blurb: How Did I Kiss Him Again?

Xue Qianyi was reborn!

In his past life, his parents divorced because they hated him, his younger brother was instinctively repulsed by him, and even Gong Chao, whom he'd pursued desperately for three years, had shown no emotion when Xue Qianyi took a knife for him and died in his place.

His lover's cold gaze was like a laxative, finally flushing Xue Qianyi's lovesick brain and his longing for family right down the drain!

Xue Qianyi decided to turn over a new leaf and stop being pathetic. In this life, he'd rather take the college entrance exams all over again than stay near his dysfunctional family and childhood friend!

But when he opened his eyes, his world fell apart. He had been reborn in the karaoke room where, at eighteen, he'd forced a kiss on Gong Chao!

And the kiss had already happened!

The room echoed with the wet sounds of their first kiss and their ragged breathing. Xue Qianyi was falling apart inside, but forced himself to look calm on the outside. "Lao Gong, don't get the wrong idea. I just accidentally caught you with my mouth when I fell!"

He'd just been a shameless flirt and was about to make a quick getaway when a pair of strong arms pinned him down.

Wait, what?!

Xue Qianyi stared in shock at Gong Chao, whose eyes were red for him, at his dad, who cooked for the family, his mom, who kept saying "My son is the best," his younger brother, who declared "I love my big brother most," and countless admirers...

What the heck? Had he somehow landed in a harem-protagonist story?

But he didn't want any of them, okay?!

A single-minded, troublemaking shou who flirts and takes no responsibility VS a stoic, sharp-tongued, secretly passionate gong whose body tells the truth

Theme: Good intentions lead to dreams coming true