My Ex-Boyfriend Begged Me Through Tears Not to Die

Five years after I was diagnosed with stomach cancer, Jiang Chen and I miraculously ran into each other in a foreign country.

Ten years ago, Jiang Chen was a quiet nobody. Ten years later, he had become a rising star in the music industry.

But whether ten years ago or now, I was still a crooked little bean sprout. And now I had the added bonus of a tumor inside me that could explode at any moment. I probably didn't have much time left before I was six feet under.

It was pretty awkward running into an ex I hadn't spoken to in eight hundred years, especially since I was the one who dumped him. Besides, I looked downright terrifying now, so thin and bony I could barely stand to look at myself.

I thought Jiang Chen would come over to mock me, maybe kick me or something... I wouldn't have cared. I was going to die anyway, so there was no point being precious about it. But what scared me was that Jiang Chen didn't say a word. He just clasped my withered, twig-like hand, his eyes slowly turning red.

Dude... what was I supposed to do? The thing I feared most in this life was seeing other people cry.

And I was the one who dumped him first. Jiang Chen hadn't done anything wrong. He was so pitiful.

A not-so-typical getting-back-together story

A carefree, optimistic, cool-talking, chatty bottom

A quiet, devoted, fatherly top

Featuring a bonus upcoming novel

Blurb

A seemingly hot-tempered, rebellious, and desperately affection-starved sickly bottom × a sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, gloomy, obsessive, fatherly top

Everyone knew that Yuan Suian had a precious little brother, one he was so afraid to melt by holding in his mouth, and so afraid to break by holding in his arms.

Yuan Suian doted on his little brother.

But as they grew up, his brother's temper got worse and worse. He wouldn't learn anything good, and took up smoking, drinking, tattoos... He even rode a motorcycle to pick up girls. He got into every kind of bad habit.

Finally, one day, Yuan Suian had a huge fight with him and impulsively cut off his allowance.

Then his precious little brother ran away.

And he was gone for seven years.

Seven years later, Yuan Suian had made a success of his career, but the precious piece of his heart was an ever-worsening hollow. The bitterness festered inside him and turned into a hatred that sank deep into his bones.

He gritted his teeth, his hatred making his jaw ache.

"That ungrateful bastard. If... if I ever find you..."

Then, at a bidding meeting, Yuan Suian thought the representative sent by the rival company looked remarkably like his precious little brother. Except this person's manner of speaking was more mature, he was taller and had grown up a lot, and there was something unfamiliar in his eyes and brows.

Damn it, Yuan Suian had painstakingly raised him, little by little. He'd practically drawn every one of his features himself. How could he...

How could he have grown so fast that even his own big brother couldn't recognize him?

After the meeting, Yuan Suian grabbed his wrist and held on tight, his voice dark with overwhelming hatred.

"Xing Changle, do you really have a death wish?"

Xing Changle said nothing. He only looked at him indifferently, no longer the arrogant and spirited young man he used to be.

The wrist bones in Yuan Suian's grasp dug painfully into his hand, and it felt as if a piece of his heart were being cut out, bleeding and aching.

Only then did he notice how thin Xing Changle was. How had his precious little brother gotten so thin?

Later on.

The more Yuan Suian looked at his precious little brother, the more he felt a fire burning inside him, raging until it threatened to consume all his reason and wouldn't stop until one of them was dead.

He gripped Xing Changle's slender waist with one hand, his gaze dark.

"...Your big brother wants you."

Xing Changle clamped his mouth shut, his sharp chin taut as a line.

"..."

The fingers resting on his waist trembled, his breathing quickening.

"I've raised you all these years. Give your big brother something in return, hmm?"

Xing Changle still wouldn't look at him. He raised a hand to cover his stomach and replied calmly and coldly,

"Sorry, I'm pregnant."

1v1, pregnancy, both pure

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