[Cold Outside, Warm Inside, Retired Powerhouse Bottom x Peacock-like, Purehearted, Immortal Top]
[The bottom has had previous partners] [The bottom has been in several relationships, so beware if that's not your thing]
Fang Shujian, 23, was a former strategist at the Supernatural Ability Regulatory Bureau. After faking his death and retiring, all he wanted was to coast through life, share a rental, wait tables, and keep away from trouble.
Maybe he'd offended too many people. Now karma had come for him.
A group of brats came to smash up the restaurant where he worked because of his mysterious roommate. To keep his job, Fang Shujian was forced to fight back. In the chaos, his roommate appeared out of nowhere and was accidentally killed, a kitchen knife sticking out of his head as he toppled to the ground.
Fang Shujian hurriedly carried him home, wiped off the blood, bandaged his wounds, and tucked him in with a blanket. After completing the full end-of-life care routine, his roommate passed away quite peacefully.
Fang Shujian was at his wit's end. He hadn't even finished a frustrated cigarette when he turned around and saw the dead guy sitting up, wrapped in a little blanket and looking rosy-cheeked.
"...Hi."
Fang Shujian: "?"
Trouble came one thing after another.
His ex-boyfriend, once the Bureau's undisputed strongest fighter and as cold as ice toward him; his rebellious, spoiled genius apprentice; his old hacker friend, who had always looked down on him... Countless former colleagues came storming into the shabby urban village to retrieve his roommate, who just wouldn't stay dead.
When they saw Fang Shujian, they all lost their minds.
His ex became a delivery rider around the village, showing up at his door every day to fuss over him. His apprentice set up a pancake stand at the entrance to the neighborhood and never took his eyes off Fang Shujian. His old friend hugged him tightly and burst into tears. "No wonder he looked so familiar. Turns out the old friend wasn't dead after all."
Surrounded by a flood of old flames, Fang Shujian was completely baffled.
Wait a second, if you all come here, what happens to the Bureau???
Outside the crowd, his usually cheerful and considerate roommate remained strangely silent, his gaze turning utterly dark.
"...They only come to profess their devotion after I'm dead."
Fang Shujian noticed him and met his gaze across the crowd. "Want to eat?"
His roommate immediately switched sides, squeezed through the crowd, and rushed over to grasp his hand, beaming. "I'm coming, sweetheart!"
As he turned, the roommate's gaze collided with the ex-boyfriend's. Sparks flew.
[From the Top's Perspective]
"I like Han Yichi."
"He's important to me. If you touch him, I'll kill myself."
Through the wall, Han Yichi accidentally overheard his roommate's thoughts. He held his breath, his heart pounding.
His pretty roommate was gentle and frail. He couldn't even swear when people bullied him, and now he was suffering deeply because he had a crush on Han Yichi.
Han Yichi had always been considerate. Besides, his roommate's personality was exactly his type, so he decided to give his admirer a little treat.
Worried his roommate might be bullied by coworkers, he offered to escort him to and from work. He helped curl his hair and pick out outfits to make him look even better and more popular. He defended his roommate's cat, fretted over his health and safety, and kissed him during the mood of a rainy night...
Eventually, even when Han Yichi got sick, he dreamed of Fang Shujian.
After a whole lot of misguided and noble effort, Han Yichi was horrified to discover just how completely mistaken he'd been about his roommate.
Fang Shujian, who seemed so frail, could kick a huge glass door to pieces. He appeared to be a stingy pauper, but in reality he held a senior position in a government organization, with legions of people at his beck and call. He seemed gentle and refined, but he had a terrible temper and was always imagining himself hacking people to bits.
He was the complete opposite of Han Yichi's ideal type.
Han Yichi gritted his teeth. Still, in the spirit of not breaking someone's heart, he decided to accept his little admirer.
So, leaning on his illness, he confessed to his roommate in a muffled voice. "Fang Shujian, you like me."
His roommate replied calmly, "I made that up to get rid of my ex. Don't take it seriously."
Han Yichi: "..."
His composed mask shattered. He grabbed Fang Shujian's arm in a panic, said he didn't believe him, and demanded his first kiss back.
Then he watched Fang Shujian lean in and return the wet kiss before turning to leave.
Han Yichi was left rooted to the spot, staring at his retreating figure, his heart beating so fast he could barely breathe.
P.S.:
1. One-on-one romance, happy ending.
2. The roommate is the top. He's not a sweet-looking character with a hidden dark side, and he's not that clever.
3. Modern alternate universe with supernatural abilities. Much of the plot doesn't follow real-world physics, and supernatural abilities aren't a major focus. Mostly, it's about two young guys getting close, flirting, and falling in love. You can read it as an ordinary modern danmei. No need to tell me if you drop it.
Theme: Take things as they come
At this time, someone will ask Dad, Dad, why do you write so well [Let me be healthy]
Ah? Ah! This is gone 😭 Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I thought this was a finished article 😭 I beg the author to update it soon!!!