Starting Today, I Won't Fall for Heartthrobs Anymore

[A nontraditional, shifting 1v1] [A flirtatious, spoiled, delicate beauty who loves making things up, and his brooding, possessive childhood-friend daddy-type top, his calculating, faux-sweet childhood-friend top, his clear-eyed but hotheaded top, and so on. Don't place bets, and don't take the characters' words at face value. Everyone but the author may be lying. Please read the more detailed content warnings at the end. Thank you for your support.] The classic scumbag starter pack has always been: a cheating dad, a mom who died young, a shattered mind, and a sickly son. No matter how dismissive they act, the wealthy men of Zehai City all keep their eyes, openly or discreetly, on Bai Yuewen. A social label may mean little, but no man can resist a beautiful, vivid angel who's practically grown up alongside him. They've seen him cuddle a rag doll and pout until other kids fought over him, come up with mischief in a short sailor uniform in middle school, then smugly lift his chin and say the skirt made him look taller. He was like a cat who knew people loved him. Even though he never hid how much he enjoyed playing with his admirers' feelings, men who willingly flew too close to the sun kept coming, only to be tossed aside once he got bored of them. A string of mishaps when he was eighteen left him more fragile in both body and mind. At a time like that, only Tang He could get close to him. Countless men lay awake at night, worrying about Bai Yuewen's health while grinding their teeth with jealousy over Tang He, his childhood friend who could stay by his side around the clock. Luckily, Tang He, who had held the near-exclusive position of Bai Yuewen's bodyguard and caretaker for years, was suddenly kicked out of the picture. * Bai Yuewen spent a long time studying abroad, but social media, the shadowy figures watching outside his home, and the harassing texts and pictures that kept popping up all reminded him that those men were still out there. Worse, someone even set up an anonymous group to vent their dark fantasies about him, insult the other “fans” in the group, and find ways to drive the men around him away. Even when he pretended he already had a partner, countless men were still willing to become his mistress, crossing every line for his sake. “How many things have you ever told me that were true?” His new boyfriend accuses him. The day you accepted my hint that “there's someone at home,” shouldn't you have been ready for me to lie to you? [Content warning: This is an old-fashioned, melodramatic, trashy novel with flawed characters and sections of angst. It was written when the author was seventeen. Anything circulating online has been altered by others and has nothing to do with the author. Please support the official version on Jinjiang. This story contains a bottom being treated like a dog, feminization, cross-dressing, long hair, calling tops “hubby” while acting cute, deliberately making others fight and compete for him, shifting 1v1 pairings, intimacy before the relationship is official, groveling after the breakup with causes and consequences, face-slapping, and identity reveals. All tops are virgins. This is pure self-indulgent kink fiction. The bottom has no grand ambitions; his life revolves around doing what he likes and falling in love. The setting is a semi-fictional modern world, and nearly everyone, from the leads to the supporting cast, is a bad person. The main text doesn't mention it, but the comments section allows AI art that uses black but not red.] Theme: Cherish your friends.