The High Schooler Who Lives Upstairs

After graduating from college, Gu Ming'an found a job as a live-in family doctor.

The work was easy, and his employer was in excellent health. He might not need Gu Ming'an's help even a few times all year. Gu Ming'an only had to eat, drink, relax, walk the dog, and look after the little animals in the villa every day to earn two hundred thousand a month.

It was great.

But after a while, it got boring.

On a long, lonely night, Gu Ming'an started an aimless livestream on a video site, playing cat's cradle by himself.

His long, slender fingers were wrapped in red string. It ran from the backs of his hands to his fingertips, its smooth lines tracing the contours of his knuckles and gleaming softly in the light. They were so perfect they looked like a work of art.

Meanwhile, high school student Xue Ge, who had wandered into the stream while unable to sleep, stared at the nimble, lively fingers on the screen, his breath catching.

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Gu Ming'an had a strange top supporter.

He was there every time Gu Ming'an went live, but never said a word. He just threw money at him.

He would spend over a hundred thousand in a single night just to watch him play with all kinds of string figures... It was unbelievably boring.

Gu Ming'an went from cat's cradle to knots, then to rope bondage. At last, he managed to get bored of his own hobby, deleted all his accounts, and left without a second thought.

After quitting the internet, Gu Ming'an also had his new home renovated. On moving day, he ran into a high school student in the elevator.

A student from the nearby sports school, and a tennis player.

He carried a sports bag over one shoulder and casually gripped a racket in his right hand, resting its head on his shoulder. He chewed gum, his eyes dark as he stared straight at Gu Ming'an.

What an immature kid.

Gu Ming'an glanced at him.

"You have beautiful hands."

The other boy struck up a conversation.

The elevator stopped at the seventh floor.

"Do I?" Gu Ming'an didn't hurry to get out. He turned to look at the high school student behind him, his tone faintly mocking. "Is that why you've been staring at me so rudely?"

"Yeah." Xue Ge nodded.

I finally found you.

He held out his hand to Gu Ming'an, smiling brightly. He looked sunny and cheerful. "Let's get acquainted. I'm Xue Ge. I live upstairs from you."

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Xue Ge had a secret.

He was hopelessly obsessed with hands.

He could still keep himself under control while Gu Ming'an played cat's cradle.

But later, Gu Ming'an started playing with rope bondage on his own hands.

On the other side of the screen, Xue Ge could think of nothing but wanting him.

Wanting to have him.

And wanting Doctor Gu to play with something else, too.

For example,

him.

Cover art used with permission from Ye Guangdeng

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