On the day Ye Zhaonan proposed to her, a gunshot sounded, and he died in that unexpected autumn...
Ye Zhaonan and Zhan Qiu's six-year long... more>> love relationship from school to workplace is finally coming to fruition. People who know them say that if Ye Zhaonan and Zhan Qiu separate, they will never believe in love again...
Ye Zhaonan is calm and steady, but Zhan Qiu is fickle; Ye Zhaonan is deep-minded, but Zhan Qiu is informal. They are the most unlike each other, yet the most alike...
They thought they could walk hand in hand peacefully until old age, but on that autumn day, a gunshot shattered all their dreams...
Ye Zhaonan died at the age of twenty-nine, in the eighth year of knowing Zhan Qiu, the sixth year of loving her, and the first year of their engagement…
If I could have one chance to start over, Ye Zhaonan, I’ll never allow you to leave me again, never... <<less

Xie Jiaran deals with mild skin hunger syndrome, however, he also has severe mysophobia, to the extent that he even considers whether he has wet wipes on him before shaking hands with others. ... more>>

Thus, whenever his skin hunger happens to break out, he can only resort to sleep to numb himself. Fortunately, the symptoms are relatively mild to be considered painful.

However, all of this was mercilessly disrupted after Liang Sunian moved into the dormitory.

To his surprise, he actually showed no resistance to this person’s closeness. Even as Liang Sunian stood off the court, lifting the hem of his shirt to drink water after playing basketball, an irresistible urge to be tightly held in his arms surged within him.

As the sleep therapy failed, his skin hunger syndrome worsened.

…….

One late night, Liang Sunian, who was suffering from insomnia due to the heat, got up shirtless and went to cool off on the balcony. He appeared bewildered as he stared at Xie Jiaran.

“What?” Liang Sunian felt he was hallucinating due to the heat getting to his head.

How could his typically aloof roommate, even while casting such a glance that seemed like granting a favor, say such words to him?

Xie Jiaran fell silent for a moment. He repeated the previous words in his usual cold tone, trying to stay composed yet inevitably conveying a hint of resignation:

“Liang Sunian, could you please hold me for a while?” <<less