After Marrying My Childhood Friend

Tsundere, sharp-tongued gong x silly, honest shou

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1. Shou's perspective:

Ke Yuankong was famously good-natured and had always indulged Liang Lin. Even when Liang Lin made the absurd request that they enter a "fake marriage," he agreed without hesitation.

After being friends for more than a decade, Ke Yuankong never expected to truly fall in love with Liang Lin after they got married.

And Liang Lin had been avoiding him since high school.

Steady and sensible, Ke Yuankong could only cautiously test the waters: asking about Liang Lin's ideal type, giving him flowers he'd grown himself...

He had no idea that Liang Lin had already taken advantage of him on that island night, while he was asleep.

2. Gong's perspective:

Liang Lin, heir to the Yijing Group, was accused of sexually assaulting a female employee and swept into a storm of public opinion.

After enduring three days of online abuse, Liang Lin, at the center of the controversy, suddenly responded on social media:

First, he corrected a fan's typo: "You misspelled the swear word."

Then he took a shot at a competitor who had forgotten to switch accounts: "A netizen says your hotel is filthy. I'm not used to staying there."

Netizens: ? We never said that, though?

But what truly set the internet ablaze was Liang Lin's next post: a photo of his marriage certificate, captioned, "I like men. He's the only one who gets me hard. Any gay guys want to speak up for me?"

While Liang Lin leisurely "proved his innocence" online, his family and assistant were frantic with worry.

For the past two days, his poor assistant had been preparing a PR presentation and searching for a spouse for his boss. His fingers were practically sparking from all the typing.

When the assistant presented the candidates in a slideshow, Liang Lin nitpicked every single one:

"This one is a centimeter too short." "That one is a centimeter too tall." He even criticized the shape of the candidates' nails.

The assistant asked in despair, "What kind of spouse do you even want?"

Liang Lin pulled out a crumpled photo and pointed at the handsome young man in it with disdain. "Him. He's not much to look at either, but he's the best of a bad bunch."

The assistant: "..." Worse than having every proposal rejected was realizing his boss already had someone in mind.

3.

After the wedding, Liang Lin completely disrupted Ke Yuankong's routine:

He had to pose with Liang Lin for "loving married couple" photos.

He had to pick up Liang Lin, who hadn't even been drinking.

He even had to grit his teeth and spend Valentine's Day with him.

Whenever he showed any reluctance, Liang Lin would sneer, "Are you cheating on me?"

The night they negotiated their divorce, Liang Lin pretended to be calm and said, "You'll be the one who can't live without me."

After the divorce, Liang Lin no longer had the right to say that.

But Ke Yuankong didn't know that when Liang Lin called his lawyer, he had actually dialed the customer service number for China Mobile.

The following is a preview of an upcoming story

(True) ghost gong x bold, arrogant modern-day shou

1. Shou's perspective:

Si Zhuoyuan had always done whatever he pleased. After his family cut off his allowance, his good looks and bearing won him the favor of a famous director. Seeing the salary in the contract, he casually agreed to take the role, then skimmed through the male lead's character profile before filming began.

The male lead was a useless emperor who had lost his kingdom and family. What was so compelling about him that the director had taken seven years to start filming?

On the first day of filming, the sky was overcast and fierce winds nearly toppled the long table covered in red cloth, blowing the incense and candles onto the ground. Yet the portrait in the center remained perfectly still, safe on the table.

Si Zhuoyuan chewed on a piece of candy, watching the director's pale face with icy indifference.

The director's back was soaked with sweat. He forced himself to ask Si Zhuoyuan, "...Why aren't you paying your respects?"

"Pay my respects to him?" Si Zhuoyuan gave a laugh, thinking of the man who often appeared in his dreams, whose face was exactly the same as the one in the portrait.

He sneered. "I'd be better off paying my respects to myself."

That kind of arrogance naturally brought its own punishment. Thus began Si Zhuoyuan's entanglement with the person in the portrait. Buildings disappeared without a trace, indescribable smells filled the air, green lights appeared at midnight without fail, and then...

Zhong Shuo came to drain his yang energy.

The man from the portrait coiled around Si Zhuoyuan like a python, trapping him. "Who was the man holding you during the day?"

"I can't fucking reason with you." Zhong Shuo's grip tightened, and Si Zhuoyuan could only explain through the sensation of being strangled. "I've told you a thousand times, it was acting! Acting! Acting! You old fossil have a thousand-year generation gap with me. Do you get it or not?!"

2. Gong's perspective:

After Zhong Shuo died in battle, seven cycles of seven days passed before he finally descended into hell. His flesh and bones were torn apart, and he was cursed to never be reborn.

His soul wandered over the waters of darkness day after day. A hundred years later, he became a being of pure yin energy, and every monster in hell obeyed his commands.

One day, he learned the secret to being reborn.

The mortal child Si Zhuoyuan was a once-in-a-century body of pure yang. All Zhong Shuo needed to do was absorb his saliva and bodily fluids, and he could slowly rebuild his body and be reborn.

So whenever night fell, Zhong Shuo would turn into black mist and coil around Si Zhuoyuan. But it wasn't nearly enough. Once Si Zhuoyuan had grown into a teenager, Zhong Shuo forcibly entered his dreams, making him have frequent nocturnal emissions, then claimed it all for himself to build up his yang energy.

This went on for a while, until the mortal child entered the entertainment industry. It was a place where the living made offerings to ghosts and gods more than anywhere else.

After finishing Si Zhuoyuan's bodily fluids, Zhong Shuo looked at the sleeping mortal child and thought:

There was no need to set a trap. The prey was walking right into it.

Theme: Honesty above all.