Scheming, deep-minded top x cold and heartless bottom
Lin Zhenliang x Lin Shuhuai
His sister, the only family he had, died, leaving Lin Shuhuai with a baby whose father was unknown.
He spent seventeen years raising the child from a babbling toddler into a handsome young man taller than himself.
The boy was obedient and well-behaved, excelled in school, and never even went through a rebellious phase. He always called Lin Shuhuai "Uncle" and was the pride of the whole neighborhood.
But one night, through the glass bathroom door, Lin Shuhuai heard a series of muffled, restrained moans from inside, mingled with his own name.
*
Lin Zhenliang had a nickname that all the familiar older brothers and sisters liked to use. But Lin Shuhuai always called him by his full name.
When he was little, he thought Lin Shuhuai simply didn't know how to show affection. But every time he was so frightened by a thunderstorm that he huddled under the covers and trembled, Lin Shuhuai would kick open his bedroom door, frown, and carry him to his own bed.
Even when he was dead tired, he would pat Lin Zhenliang's back and soothe him impatiently. "Can you sleep now?"
A clap of thunder exploded outside. Lin Zhenliang reached under the covers and pinched his own thigh hard, his eyes brimming with tears. "I want Uncle to hold me."
He couldn't see Lin Shuhuai's expression in the dark. All he heard was a soft click of the tongue above him.
The next moment, a hand lifted the edge of the covers.
Lin Shuhuai pulled him into his arms and roughly ruffled his hair. "Shut up and go to sleep."
So Lin Zhenliang thought that after seventeen years of depending on each other, he must at least be special to Lin Shuhuai.
Until the day the college entrance exams ended, when he ran toward the school gates, full of joy and ready to confess his feelings.
Instead of Lin Shuhuai, who had promised to come pick him up, he found two men in black suits and a middle-aged man who claimed to be his biological father.
They forced him into a car parked by the roadside. As he struggled to undo his restraints, the man opened his phone and showed him a chat history with Lin Shuhuai.
The moment he saw what was on the screen, Lin Zhenliang froze. There were only two short messages about a money transfer.
Lin Shuhuai had packaged him up with the seventeen years they'd spent together and handed him over to his biological father like a piece of merchandise, in exchange for money.
Then he moved away, changed all his contact information, and vanished without a trace.
*
In the sixth year after they parted, life had settled into a quiet routine.
Lin Shuhuai found a job as a bartender in a small third-tier city. In his spare time, he ran errands for his boss and picked up her five-year-old daughter from kindergarten.
One ordinary evening, he finished work and was on his way home. Under the moonlight, he was just about to light a cigarette when a car suddenly pulled up beside him.
The door opened, and a hand dragged him inside, throwing him hard onto the back seat. His hands were pinned above his head, and a figure pressed down heavily on him.
The young man's face had lost its youthful softness. His thin lips were pressed into a tight line, and the emotions roiling in his dark eyes were like boiling water.
Lin Zhenliang lowered his head slightly, his gaze scraping inch by inch over the face he'd last seen five years ago. In a hoarse voice, he called out:
"Lin Shuhuai."
"Who was the kid you were holding outside the kindergarten today, the one you called by a nickname?"
Content warnings:
1. Absolutely no ship-order reversal debates or extreme ship-policing. Related comments will be deleted. The family relationship is mutually twisted, but the writing is rough. Thanks for respecting that.
2. The top has separation anxiety. The bottom has a mild pain kink.
3. Both are virgins. The top is ten years younger. Neither character is perfect. This is kink-driven fiction, so readers who demand high moral standards from the protagonists should proceed with caution.
4. There are absolutely no stand-in characters in this story. Absolutely no stand-ins. Absolutely no stand-ins.
5. I'll add more if I think of anything.
Synopsis dated October 31, 2025
Theme: Keep hope alive
