The Pitiful Little One I Raised After Death Became an Obsessive Big Shot

An Yu lost his hearing when he was young. He found a pitiful little boy, and the two of them kept each other company. But on the boy's seventeenth birthday, An Yu died in a massive fire on his way to buy a birthday cake. When he opened his eyes again, ten years had passed. The pitiful boy who used to sleep under a bridge and eat garbage had become a wealthy big shot, someone An Yu could only look up to. Yet one day, he showed up at An Yu's door and stared at him, as if afraid he might disappear again. - Shen Yan, president of the Shen Group, was born to privilege but treated others with great warmth. He was a renowned philanthropist. Men and women flocked to him, drawn by his reputation, but not one of them caught his eye. At a press conference, someone once asked him about it. The man didn't answer right away. After a moment, the corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smile, as if mourning someone. “I have someone I love.” But five years passed, and Shen Yan's wife never showed herself. That was until a young man recently started appearing at President Shen's side. Everyone watched the show, speculating which young master had been drawn to him this time, and how soon he'd be kicked out. But they waited and waited. The young man wasn't kicked out. Instead, they began to wonder if President Shen was the one who couldn't bear to let go. - After An Yu went home with Shen Yan, he moved into a huge house he never would have dared to dream of. Every day brought delicacies and fine food; he had everything he needed. His hearing was even cured, and he began learning to speak like a normal person. It was like a dream. But An Yu couldn't shake a faint sense of unease. He wasn't allowed to go out alone, had to stay away from the basement and the locust grove outside the villa, and had to report everything he ate, wore, and did. Shen Yan managed every last detail of his life, even his baths. Was this how brothers were supposed to act? Then, by chance, An Yu entered the basement and found his own funeral altar. Incense drifted up beneath his photograph. The rich scent of burnt wax mingled with the overwhelming smell of blood. But the name on the memorial tablet read: Shen Yan's... wife? “Brother.” An Yu froze and turned around. Shen Yan was standing in the doorway. His hair was disheveled, and he still held his car keys. His gaze stayed fixed on An Yu as he spoke gently: “We promised. You would never leave me, and we'd be together for the rest of our lives.” “Good children don't break their promises.” “You taught me that, Brother. You haven't forgotten, have you?” - Bonus Scene Back then, An Yu watched little Shen Yan sign the words he'd learned, complaining that he had too much homework. As time passed, his body slowly grew taller. Now, An Yu's ears, which could hear a little, had become extremely sensitive. The man who was older than him would smile and call him Brother, then lower his hoarse voice to call him An Yu, his baby. An Yu was so embarrassed he wanted to die. His overwhelming guilt made him want to run away. But the boy he'd once known had grown into a man. His once-slim shoulders were broad and strong, and he could easily lift An Yu with one hand and pin him against the wall. He chuckled. “Tell me to stop if you can't take it anymore.” But An Yu's mouth, newly learning to speak, was terribly clumsy. He always realized what was happening only after it was over, by which point Shen Yan had already thoroughly bullied him. * Deaf bottom x obsessive powerful top *sche Saved on 2024/12/13 at 20:46 - A sweet new story to look forward to: After the Return of the Childhood Friend Everyone Hated Tan Yu was naturally slow to react. When his childhood friend died in a car accident, he felt no grief and went on with his life, going to school and making friends as usual. Things just never went smoothly. On the way to school, no one rode him there on a bicycle. He had to get up early and walk a long way by himself to catch the bus. At school, his books and homework always ended up in the trash. People tripped him as he walked. They even locked him in the bathroom and splashed dirty water on him. Luckily, he'd made a very good friend. The friend would drive over to pick him up and help him retrieve his homework. Until one day, Tan Yu heard him tell someone, “What friend? I was just messing with the idiot. Want a turn? You can have him.” Tan Yu wasn't all that sad. He just thought of his childhood friend, Lu Gui. He remembered how Lu Gui would come pick him up on his bicycle and bring him the soup dumplings he loved. As long as Lu Gui was there, Tan Yu could follow close behind and not worry about a thing. The cruelty kept piling up, so Tan Yu turned to the people who were supposed to help him. His teacher said, “Have you ever considered that maybe it's your own fault?” His parents said, “You need to try harder to fit in. Who would like someone as obnoxious as you?” Tan Yu lowered his head, his mind full of things Lu Gui had told him long ago. “You did nothing wrong. Don't be sad just because other people dislike you.” “Everything Xiao Yu does is so cute.” “I really like Xiao Yu.” It was only a year after Lu Gui died that Tan Yu seemed to slowly realize Lu Gui had liked him. Life went on, but the pain he only now understood crashed through Tan Yu's defenses like a rising tide. He ran to his childhood friend's grave and stayed there all night. When he came back, everything around him seemed to have changed. Strange things began happening to the people around Tan Yu. The person who tripped him broke a leg. The person who splashed him with dirty water nearly drowned. The person who locked him in a storage room ended up in a psychiatric hospital... In other words, everyone who had bullied Tan Yu was punished, one by one. No one dared go near him. Tan Yu was safe again, but he noticed a new problem. Why did the gaze behind him always follow like a shadow? Why did he shiver all over in a hot shower? Why did he wake up with so many red marks on his body? Tan Yu didn't know that the dead could become ghosts and undergo a drastic change in personality. He also didn't know what it would cost to be haunted by a vengeful ghost. * Slow-to-react, universally disliked bottom x gentle in life, sinister as a ghost top *sche Theme: Love can ease pain