Don't Touch Me

A short, fluffy sweet romance, just over 100,000 characters~

In his classmates' eyes, Lin Jin is a cold, high-achieving student with a fastidious streak and no interest in romance.

What they don't know is that his aloofness is only a form of self-protection, and his obsession with cleanliness is a way to hide his physical condition.

Lin Jin has a rare illness: BKS Skin Sensitivity Syndrome.

Once a stranger touches his skin, symptoms may include, but are not limited to, a racing heart, difficulty breathing, weakness in his limbs, and arousal...

He has no choice but to wrap himself in a shell, protecting his fragile body and heart.

Then, when the dorms were changed in their second year, a carefree athlete was assigned to his room...

Jiang Qi is a hurdler, 190 centimeters tall, with a warm and outspoken personality. He can't stand people who put on airs.

Unfortunately, everything Lin Jin does gets on his nerves. After living together for a while, Jiang Qi finally can't take it anymore. He drags Lin Jin into the bathroom and yanks the disposable glove off his hand.

"Will you fucking die if you don't wear gloves?"

Lin Jin's ears turn bright red. The instant their skin touches, his body goes limp, and he can't help leaning against Jiang Qi's shoulder. Panting, he says, "Give... me... my... glove back!"

Jiang Qi: completely dumbfounded

An energetic athlete top x a seemingly aloof but actually pitiful and needy bottom

[How two straight men end up turning each other gay]

Reader's Guide

* Skin Sensitivity Syndrome is fictional, created solely to serve the plot.

* Updates according to the rankings before signing, daily updates afterward.

* Always a firm 1v1, both characters' first time.

* Neither character is perfect.

* Comments are open. I'm grateful to every reader who supports the official version.

Coming next:

"My Husband Returned from the Apocalypse, but the Apocalypse Never Came"

[Third-person narration]

I think I've been stalked by a creep.

He's tall and wears a black hoodie, always keeping his head down as he follows me from a short distance.

One day, I finally can't take it anymore and stop him to demand an explanation.

He takes off his hood, revealing a handsome, pale face. He says he's from the future, that he's my husband, and that the world will end in a year.

"Ahhhhh! Are you insane? Keep talking nonsense and I'll beat the crap out of you!"

But he was so handsome that I decided to believe him anyway.

I quit my job, sold my leaky apartment in an old tenement, and followed him into the mountains with 200,000 yuan.

We stockpiled supplies, built a bunker, and even installed solar power equipment.

We work during the day and have sex at night. Life is simple, but pretty enjoyable.

But why, why didn't the apocalypse come a year later???

Husband, say something! (Holding a kitchen knife)

*

A year and a half later

"Come and see, come and see! Everything must go, all goods nearing their expiration date are just two yuan each!"

A silly comedy with no logic. A random passerby will get killed off.

Theme: You are my medicine, curing all my troubles.