Tang Xun started dating a man who was tall, long-legged, and handsome, and so vigorous in bed that Tang Xun's legs turned weak.
The only thing was, he had a bit of separation anxiety. He was always asking for kisses, hugs, and reassurance, and he was unbearably clingy.
His boyfriend sadly called himself a poor little thing. He came from a miserable family, had parents who didn't love him, was all alone with nobody to care for him, often went hungry and cold, and was bullied by others.
Tang Xun hugged him sympathetically. "It's okay. From now on, I'll protect you."
He was Tang Xun's man, after all. He deserved to be cherished and protected.
At a banquet, Tang Xun's older brother took him along to broaden his horizons. There he saw the person his brother had sternly warned him not to offend, now bowing and scraping to curry favor with "his man."
Tang Xun: "..."
*
In the circle of elite families, everyone said Tang Xun of the Tang family was refined and handsome, the perfect catch. They had no idea that Tang Xun was often told the next day that his boyfriend wanted to break up.
Ex-boyfriend number one looked on the verge of tears. "We're not right for each other."
Ex-boyfriend number two clung to his leg, crying and pleading. "Please, just let me go!"
Ex-boyfriend number three, with dark circles under his eyes, slammed the table in a panic. "We're breaking up! Right now! Immediately!"
Later, when his boyfriend heard that those men had rushed to break up with Tang Xun after encountering ghosts late at night, he scoffed.
"What era are we living in? Who still runs into ghosts?"
"They just don't know how wonderful you are, and don't know how to treasure you."
"Believe in science, believe in the Party. You and I are the successors of socialism."
Hearing his boyfriend praise him, warmth flowed through Tang Xun's heart.
At that same banquet, a scream rang out. A crushing aura of malice and resentment swept over the place, and anguished, shrill sobbing erupted from the crowd. Amid the worship of ten thousand ghosts, "his man" transformed into a terrifying, savage red-clad evil spirit, sitting at the head of the room and smiling disdainfully.
"Let's guess how many people will survive today's game."
Tang Xun: "…"
*
The evil spirit had been dead for so long that it couldn't even be bothered to open its eyes when a karaoke bar was built over its grave.
One day, it heard a group of rich kids in an upstairs private room gossiping that Tang Xun had publicly come out and gotten a boyfriend, and that the man was a scumbag who'd tricked him into marriage.
The evil spirit suddenly sat bolt upright, so furious that it woke up from the dead.
Refined and elegant, open-minded, and composed beauty uke vs. secretly in love until death, rises from the grave for love, cruel and powerful but devoted to his husband above all else seme
Theme: Don't judge people by their appearance