A fake wolf, real sheep seme x fake sheep, real wolf uke.
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"A new member?!" Wu Shuhai felt the sky was falling when he heard the news.
"He's going to be the main dancer," said the leader, Zhu Ji, unable to bring himself to say more.
"..."
So what does that make me?!
What gives some rich kid the right?!
We've been a group for almost two years. What gives him the right?!
Li Chengzhun, the rich kid, looked coldly at the furious Wu Shuhai. "If you don't like it, come compete with me."
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Their apparent hostility came to a halt the day Wu Shuhai began to suspect Li Chengzhun's true feelings.
"What? You mean Li Chengzhun is my fan?" Wu Shuhai stared wide-eyed in shock after hearing his teammates' guess.
Suspicious but afraid to ask, he could only watch Li Chengzhun carefully, only to realize that Li Chengzhun was watching him too. He hurriedly looked away, startled.
*
When the company told them to promote their CP, Wu Shuhai was mortified. Li Chengzhun, however, guided him, asking him to kiss Li Chengzhun's hand, supposedly to help him overcome his psychological barriers.
That day, he bent down and pressed his lips to Li Chengzhun's fingertips. His kiss was as fleeting as a dragonfly skimming the water, leaving behind only the faintest trace.
By the time Wu Shuhai raised his head, his whole face had turned red. A buzzing filled his ears, and he knew it was because he was nervous.
Li Chengzhun pulled his hand away and wiped it on Wu Shuhai's bedsheets, as if disgusted.
The dorm room was dim that day. The window shut out the rain and wind outside, but inside him, "the wind raged like a mountain torn from its roots, and the rain poured like a bursting river."
*
Once Wu Shuhai realized he was in love, he wanted to be direct, but the other person turned him down.
"Can I say..." Can I say I like you?
The other person cut off Wu Shuhai's confession.
"Wait until I win next time, then you can say it."
Theme: Dreams
