Hopeless Romantics Aren't Chosen for the Crematorium

Sui Ruxue is a lowly office drone, a widowed single father raising a young child. He knows that aside from having a somewhat pretty face, he has nothing else to offer.

Lin Beichen was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, a favored son of heaven, exceptionally handsome and charming.

Everyone thought the two would never cross paths. Yet for those three years, the usually haughty Lin Beichen kept Sui Ruxue confined to his bed, spending night and day entwined with him and murmuring how much he loved him.

Three years later, Lin Beichen suddenly disappeared. Then a six-year-old child found Sui Ruxue and refused to leave his side.

Looking at the child, who was the spitting image of Lin Beichen, Sui Ruxue was so shocked that he froze in place.

Hadn't Lin Beichen said he was his one and only love? Had their vows and passionate nights together just been an insignificant game of love to Lin Beichen?

No, he wouldn't believe it!

Sui Ruxue took several steps back, as if the child were some kind of monster.

But the "proof" of Lin Beichen's betrayal stepped forward and took his cold hand with concern.

The child's hand was as warm as Lin Beichen's embrace had once been.

He wanted to pull his hand away, but he couldn't muster the strength.

Under the child's caring gaze, his heart softened little by little.

"Good boy, let's go home." Even he didn't know how he managed to smile and say those words so gently.

He told himself he was only accepting the child because he was too lonely, and that he hadn't lost his mind. Perhaps it was just a coincidence that the child looked exactly like Lin Beichen. Yes, that had to be it.

He couldn't admit that he couldn't forget the child's eyes, identical to Lin Beichen's. Whenever Lin Beichen made him angry and looked at him with those eyes, he always gave in, time and time again. Just like now.

To give the child the best of everything, Sui Ruxue's savings ran out, and he had no choice but to toil for a living.

His boss picked on him. He endured it. His coworkers talked about him. He endured that too.

Until the day he nearly became the victim of a casting couch. He couldn't take it anymore.

He overturned the banquet, quit his job, locked the door, and cried for a long time, too afraid to make a sound.

He had offended a local big shot, and he knew he couldn't stay in this city.

To get away, he studied desperately and finally earned a place in Xincheng through his own efforts, only to find the city under siege by rebel forces.

He narrowly escaped the encirclement and sent a plea for help to Shendu, lifting the siege of Xincheng. After all his hardships, he was about to receive a medal from an important figure in Shendu.

But at the banquet on the eve of the ceremony, he saw Lin Beichen surrounded by admirers.

Lin Beichen, whom he hadn't seen in so long, had an arm around each of two companions. Looking languid, he seemed every bit the playboy young master who treated life like a game.

Sui Ruxue bit his lip hard, his burning gaze fixed on Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen seemed to sense something. He turned his head slightly and looked at him.

Their eyes met. Sui Ruxue saw shock and panic on Lin Beichen's face.

Lin Beichen, so you know you should feel guilty?

Sui Ruxue smiled, but tears kept streaming down his face.

He laughed at how stupid and foolish he had been.

All these years, he had made up every possible reason for Lin Beichen's leaving. He had even been willing to believe Lin Beichen was dead rather than believe he had betrayed him.

Through his blurred vision, he saw Lin Beichen push through the crowd and hurry toward him.

Lin Beichen, nothing can ever go back to the way it was...

To everyone's horror, the blade in Sui Ruxue's hand sliced through Lin Beichen's clothes and left a shallow line of blood on his skin, then could go no farther.

Looking into Sui Ruxue's sorrowful eyes, Lin Beichen sighed and grasped his right hand, the one holding the knife. "If you want to kill me, you have to use more force."

Note:

1. The love-brained top and bottom are equally extreme. The bottom wasn't putting his arms around anyone. He was just standing a little too close to other people, which the top couldn't stand.

2. Both have amnesia. The child is the top's, but he doesn't remember the bottom gave birth to him. The bottom was missing for three years and didn't see the top because he had amnesia. But when he saw the top cry, his heart still ached. Even though he remembered nothing.

3. A wildly melodramatic story. Know when to cut your losses.

Theme: Love means choosing each other