My Fellow Patient Always Wants to Cuddle

(Please add my upcoming novel, Mock Trial, to your favorites! The blurb is below~)

Shen Danyin was a brilliant top student with severe obsessive-compulsive cleanliness issues. After coming into contact with a highly contaminated source, he became completely unable to leave his home.

To keep his research on schedule, he recalled his doctor's advice about exposure therapy and worked up the courage to knock on the next-door neighbor's door.

The green-haired guy who answered looked half asleep. He seemed to think he was seeing a ghost. "Who are you?"

"Your neighbor."

"..." Qi Que woke up instantly. "Oh, so you're the one who's been complaining about me for six months. What, you want to fight?"

Shen Danyin said coldly, "No. I want to hold your hand."

"..."

After that, Shen Danyin knocked more and more often, and his requests grew more and more outrageous.

"Hold hands, hug, sleep together, sleep while hugging..." Qi Que counted on his fingers. "What else are you going to ask for?"

"Could we... kiss?"

"..."

Qi Que was a brilliant student who could make a living off his brains and good looks. Yet he insisted on keeping his hair green and acting like a happy puppy online, because he suffered from a strange condition that made him want to get close to people whenever he was quiet. He had to find something to keep himself distracted.

His favorite phrases were, "It's okay," "You don't have to hold back," and "Don't worry about bothering me."

That's why he'd put up with his neighbor's complaints for six whole months.

Then one day, the mysterious pain in the neck knocked on his door and started asking him for favors. But he didn't want to trouble Qi Que too much, so he always set a time limit for hugs and kisses.

Qi Que would always tempt him into extending the time, though, and even say while they were kissing, "Don't hold back. Make a sound if it feels good..."

One day, Qi Que heard Shen Danyin ask a friend, "How do I settle things with him once I'm cured?"

The happy puppy instantly turned into a gloomy puppy. So he was just a tool for the other guy's treatment.

After an accident, Shen Danyin's condition returned, and he knocked on his neighbor's door again.

Qi Que had just taken a sedative. He opened the door and suppressed the urge to pin the man in front of him beneath him. "What do you want me to do this time?"

Shen Danyin asked pitifully, "Could we... hug?"

"No."

"Then... hold hands?"

"No to that, too." Qi Que said firmly, "I only do those things with my boyfriend, and I don't set a time limit. Are you my boyfriend?"

No.

So Shen Danyin went home dejectedly and, as before, wrapped himself up and hid in the darkness.

Just as his consciousness was about to fade, a forceful presence pinned him to the bed. "You'd rather hurt yourself than settle things with me?"

*

Bottom: I hate people and dogs.

Top: What a coincidence. No person or dog dislikes me, including you. (provocative)

(2025.1.31)

Please add my upcoming novel, Mock Trial, to your favorites! Blurb:

[A beautiful, tragic, hard-living and unhinged chief judge who could die at any moment x a swaggering, ruthless, spoiled young executioner who draws his gun at the slightest disagreement]

Though Lu Mianxing was an ordinary human, he was the leader whom all high-ranking humans bowed to, as well as their unshakable archenemy. He had two traits that made everyone grind their teeth:

First, his supreme authority over life and death, and his chillingly ruthless methods.

Second, a face so beautiful it could mesmerize everyone, even as he treated everyone with equal disdain.

Then a burst of gunfire turned it all into rumor.

Some even said that Cheng Weiqian, the executioner who had personally carried out his sentence, still believed Lu Mianxing was alive. He had gone so far as to lock away all of Lu Mianxing's belongings from before his death, and still spent an entire night in Lu Mianxing's office every month.

Everyone knew Cheng Weiqian was the person who hated Lu Mianxing most among the tens of thousands of high-ranking humans. After his death, Cheng Weiqian had wanted to dig up his body and whip it.

And yet Cheng Weiqian really did succeed in summoning his ghost.

The chief judge, once a force to be reckoned with at the Tribunal, woke up again in a new body and under a new name, as his nemesis's assistant.

Strangely, ever since Cheng Weiqian had gained a quiet, taciturn assistant, he had stopped obsessing over finding Lu Mianxing's body and no longer allowed anyone to speak ill of him.

Everyone at the mock court thought he had finally put their old grievances behind him. But when the mask came off, that cold, resurrected face appeared in the courtroom. "Since I'm not dead, and no one else dares sit in this seat..."

He let his smile fade. "Then I'm still in charge here. You'll all obey me."

In a world of advanced genetic technology, humans could acquire an eagle's keen eyesight or a leopard's speed through genetic fusion. They could even transform to gain special abilities. This led to a rise in all kinds of crimes, and the world established mock courts to handle such cases.

Lu Mianxing, the world's chief judge, was besieged and condemned from all sides, and was ultimately sentenced to death for allegedly murdering the chief executioner for personal reasons.

The new chief executioner, Cheng Weiqian, discovered that the truth was more complicated. But when he turned around...

Lu Mianxing's gun was aimed at his heart. His beautiful face was cold and merciless. "Thank you for clearing my name and helping me take back my power. Did you really think you could kill me three years ago? I gave you a chance."

Before entering the mock court's central system, Cheng Weiqian thought the cold-faced man sitting in the middle of the courtroom was a repressed, stubborn prude. But later, when he saw those eyes reddened with desire and the man begging beneath him like a mad dog, he realized that even that frigid seat of power held a trace of what people called humanity.

"You're afraid I'll die, and even more afraid I won't! You want my power, but you're afraid of what will happen to me. When I was unarmed and besieged from every direction, Cheng Weiqian was the only one who dared take in a wretch like me. I was despised in life and worshipped after death. And now, as I stand here alone, you still fear this ghost with little time left will come for your lives. What ethics? What law? I am the will of heaven!"

He fell into the abyss. He had no past and no future, no family and no lover. Standing against the whole world, he silently watched the enemies who gnawed at his flesh and bones.

"The moment the world drove me from the courtroom, snow and wind stained my soul, and blood and tears soaked my spirit. But back then... all I wanted was a good night's sleep."

In the year 4324 of the Mock Trial calendar, a wronged ghost of justice appeared in the center of the Tribunal.

(The bottom is adored by everyone but hated by everyone, because he gives nobody the time of day. The top is the type who thinks he can do anything and is the greatest, but after shooting his lover early on, he eventually has to kneel and hand him his gun to atone. A real "I love him after all" kind of guy.)

Theme: Medicine goes down easier when it's sweet~