Sharing the White Moonlight

[The blurb will be polished later. The general idea is that a returned beloved becomes the shared property of a bunch of perverts.]

1.

This world is a novel about a universally adored male lead.

And Qian Xun is nothing more than an unattainable beloved who lives in the male lead's late-night memories. He never appears in the story at all.

Why doesn't he appear? Because of illness, he died young.

The slender young man in the wheelchair coughed softly, closed the lewd novel spread across his lap, and asked weakly, "If I want to live, do I have to return to the country and take part in the main storyline?"

System: Yes.

Catching the sunlight streaming in through the window, Qian Xun murmured, "I agree."

2.

The male lead felt like he was living in a dream.

Qian Xun had returned to the country.

Qian Xun had become his neighbor.

Qian Xun had become his friend.

At last, he had a place by Qian Xun's side.

The problem was,

there were always some flies and vermin pestering Qian Xun.

They wanted to fight him for Qian Xun.

How could they?!

Please, Qian Xun, love him a little more, okay?

Don't let yourself get distracted by other people.

3.

Qian Xun's health improved day by day.

But little by little, things started to go wrong.

Why had the universally adored male lead and his love interests all set their sights on him?

Why were they doing such perverted things to him?

In the morning, vivid red roses would appear beside a photo of him asleep at night, with an intimate note tucked among them: [Darling, you forgot to take your medicine last night. But don't worry, I'll remember to feed it to you.]

Qian Xun tore up the flowers, then rinsed his mouth again and again while washing up.

In the morning, a sumptuous breakfast, different every day, would be waiting in his microwave.

Qian Xun chose to ignore it, only to be blindfolded and fed by someone later.

After an afternoon nap, he would wake to find things changed: a ring slipped onto his ring finger, his pajamas replaced, his lips and clothes damp, and red marks and other things beneath his clothes...

At night, after he fell asleep, someone would always pull him into their arms...

These blessed-by-fate men wouldn't leave him alone.

The novel had fallen so far apart that it was impossible to recognize what it had once been.

In the end, one beautiful morning, Qian Xun chose to leave without looking back.

But somehow, he still ended up back in that house against his will.

Theme: The world is vast and brilliant.