So You're Crazy Too

[Scheming, Dark, Unhinged Bottom x Aloof-on-the-Outside, Desperately-in-Love Top] Two unhinged leads

Part One:

Yi Jing is strikingly beautiful, yet keeps his face hidden behind long hair.

His father is an alcoholic, and his mother is in prison for accidentally injuring someone. Darkness and his father's fists defined his brief childhood.

So when Yi Jing grows up, his only reason to keep living is revenge.

His mind is a criminal's notebook, and dying with his father is the best ending he can imagine.

Then he enters high school and meets Ling Jingnian.

A favored son of heaven, with extraordinary intelligence. He is everything Yi Jing longs to be.

The boy is tall and slender, with perfect proportions, like a cloud in the distant sky.

Yi Jing hides in the crowd and thinks: But I am mud, rotting in the ground.

*

Ling Jingnian is radiant and refined, the very image of a modest gentleman.

But in truth, his mother died young, and his father seized her estate. Having witnessed it all, Ling Jingnian grew up psychologically twisted, spending countless nights despising and loathing himself.

These two extremes of mental anguish nearly drove him mad.

But everything changed in his first year of high school.

Ling Jingnian noticed someone.

The boy was breathtakingly beautiful, yet perpetually gloomy and distant.

This was the self he had buried.

At first, Ling Jingnian watched Yi Jing and drew close to him only to enjoy seeing another "self" rot.

Why did the sight of those resilient, unyielding eyes change everything?

Ling Jingnian gazed at the boy sitting on the ground. He saw through the boy's pretense and stubbornness.

Something in his chest eased, and he said, "I've called the police."

He let it happen. He let the boy contrive chances to run into him; he let the boy seduce him, and he let himself step, one step at a time, into the trap the boy had prepared.

Step by step, slowly but forcefully, Yi Jing poured an entire ocean into his parched heart.

*

Ling Jingnian would never know.

That day, his reluctant act of help made Yi Jing, so used to wearing a mask, falter for a brief moment.

He had set aside his pride and spoken so coolly, if only for a second.

And in the life rotting down to its roots, he planted a rose.

Radiant, beautiful, and in full bloom.

Part Two:

I long for someone to love me madly.

To love me so much that they want to merge me into their very bones, to love me so much that they want to keep me locked away forever.

I long for someone to understand me.

To understand my madness and cowardice, give me courage and joy, and join me in living freely and wildly.

And I am destined to want to become one with him.

Two impure things like us belong together, existing as one.

Reading notes:

1. This is the author's stress-relief project, set in a fictional world. Some plot points are morally questionable, so please don't flame me.

2. Contains themes of childhood trauma, healing, unhinged characters, domestic abuse, and retaliation. Please avoid if these themes bother you.

My next book will be Three Thousand Years After My Death. Please add it to your reading list.

Blurb:

[Devoted Top x Queenly Bottom]

Fu Wentang was gentle as jade and renowned as a wise ruler, but one day he was murdered by a treacherous minister.

After death, he did not reincarnate. Instead, he became a spirit, drifting across the land. In just a few years, the treacherous minister had trampled on human life and turned a prosperous, peaceful nation into a land of devastation!

Fu Wentang floated above a battlefield, watching with bloodshot eyes as his trusted general died on the border, powerless to do anything.

At the brink of despair, a voice spoke beside his ear.

It said that if Fu Wentang could guide a "tyrant" from a later age onto the right path, he could return to this world and change his fate.

Fu Wentang agreed.

A blinding flash of white light passed in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on the dragon bed. He looked up in shock and met the gaze of the so-called "tyrant."

Fu Wentang: ...

Did I just spawn in and get killed?

*

Zhao Huazhi came from a military background, overthrew a tyrannical dynasty, and ascended the throne. They said he was violent, gloomy, and cold-blooded, with countless deaths on his conscience.

Perhaps Heaven could not bear to watch any longer. One day, a person as beautiful as a celestial being suddenly dropped onto his bed. The moment they met, the newcomer began lecturing him about "putting benevolence first" and told him to govern with kindness.

Zhao Huazhi: ...

I thought Heaven had sent me an immortal. Turns out it's a nagging schoolmaster.

The nagging schoolmaster lectured him day and night until Zhao Huazhi was fed up. He drew his saber, ready to cut the man's throat!

But the blade drifted right through his neck.

Zhao Huazhi blinked. "Hey, you're not human?"

*

After Zhao Huazhi took power, he ruled with ruthless decisiveness. His methods were so terrifying that his ministers were forced to serve him, each living in fear that their own head might roll one day.

Until one day, a remonstrating official spoke bluntly, every word striking the emperor right in the heart. Yet the emperor half-closed his eyes and, unusually, curled his lips into a smile. "My dear minister speaks wisely."

The official and the other ministers: !!

Their jaws hit the floor.

When an official was accused of misconduct, Zhao Huazhi was about to fly into a rage, but suddenly became like a cat being stroked the right way. He waved a hand and casually ordered the man sent to the imperial prison.

The ministers were stunned!!

The ministers wept with joy: Our heads are safe QAQ!

They enjoyed a few years of good times.

They were so good that when Fu Wentang opened his eyes and saw the ministers from his previous life standing before him, shouting "Long live the emperor," he could not process what was happening.

Meanwhile, on a mild spring afternoon, Zhao Huazhi watched Fu Wentang disappear. His eyes nearly burst with rage. After an unsuccessful search, he went completely mad.

Happy ending, happy ending, happy ending

Theme: Support healthy, consensual relationships