Who Is My Boyfriend?

(I'm running low on inspiration and the desire to write, so I'm taking a break for a while. Sorry. The outline has been changed three times for various reasons, including reports, and even I can't make sense of it anymore.)

(I hope everyone will hold off on subscribing or opening Chapter One for now. The revised version I've drafted differs greatly from the original, and the timeline has changed completely.)

Ye Qiuchi has a boyfriend everyone envies. He has a face as striking as a celebrity's, broad shoulders, a slim waist, and sharply defined abs. He's so handsome he can make your knees buckle.

And that's not even mentioning his privileged background or how much he adores Ye Qiuchi, as if he can do no wrong.

One post on Ye Qiuchi's social media is enough to make him drop everything and travel thousands of miles with a bouquet, just to have dinner with Ye Qiuchi.

If Ye Qiuchi likes something, he'll go to any lengths to buy it for him.

He flies into a rage when anyone speaks ill of Ye Qiuchi, and will fight and get hurt for him.

Ye Qiuchi is like a spoiled little fox steeped in honey and cherished in the palm of someone's hand.

His boyfriend is attentive and considerate. He even asks permission before kissing him, every single time.

Of course you can, Ye Qiuchi thinks. They love each other so much.

Until their wedding night.

His boyfriend holds his ankle and strokes it, like a cold, clammy snake slithering over him. He stares at Ye Qiuchi with rapt obsession and asks in a strange, hoarse voice, "Honey, would you let me love you?"

"My brother can. Why can't I?"

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Qin Zheng is straight, but to solve his younger brother's problems, he has no choice but to approach the young man his brother is interested in.

His younger brother isn't suited to being around someone for a long time, so Qin Zheng has to step in, woo the boy little by little, make him fall in love, and finally coax the innocent young man into marriage.

But on the wedding night that should have belonged to his younger brother, he inexplicably doesn't want to give up control of their body.

Little Chi is so delicate. He cries if a kiss lasts too long. How could he possibly handle his younger brother's rough demands...

So.

It should be him.

It can only be him.

This is his little wife.

The love interest has dissociative identity disorder. Neither personality considers the other to be the same person, and each sees the other as his older/younger brother. There will be rivalry between them.

The older brother, the younger brother, and the love interest are all flawed characters. Comments insulting them will be deleted, and so will comments insulting me, of course.

Also, here's a preview of my upcoming novel, "Hello, Have You Seen My Wife?"

The day Jiang Yu returned to his hometown to pay respects to his ancestors, he encountered a shadow hiding behind a tree in the pouring rain. It asked him, "Hello, have you seen my wife?"

The rain was so heavy he couldn't make out the person. In a hurry to get on his way, Jiang Yu simply said, "It's raining so hard. Your wife may have gone home already."

From that day on, Jiang Yu's world began to feel wrong.

On his way home from work, in the pitch-black night, a mouth appeared out of nowhere and stopped him. "Hello, have you seen my wife?"

While he was out sightseeing during a holiday, a hand knocked on his hotel room door. "Hello, have you seen my wife?"

At a temple where he'd gone to pray for protection, suspecting he'd encountered something supernatural, a blood-soaked brain floated in front of him and asked, "Hello, have you seen my wife?"

Jiang Yu began to suspect the person he'd met that day. Only belatedly did he realize that it hadn't been someone he couldn't see clearly because of the rain. It had been a shadow stripped of all its organs and its body.

The shadow was the one asking him, "Hello, have you seen my wife?"

I saw him, I saw him. I saw him kill you, dismember you, and tear out your heart.

But how did you come back to life, darling?

I crawled out of hell so I could hold my adorable wife in my arms. He's so timid and meek, and so obedient. Even the blood that splattered across his face as he dismembered me looked beautiful.

Shh. He's lost his memory. Don't scare him.

Theme: Starting a wonderful new life.