Lu Bianxu has a white moonlight who passed away.

He always feels that his white moonlight is still alive. Sometimes he smells a familiar pheromone at home, and sometimes he catches a fleeting glimpse of a figure in the dead of night.

Qin Li had faked his death to escape after completing his mission—a perfect plan, except for one detail: he hadn’t dealt with his ex-boyfriend.

The ex was handsome, devoted, gentle, and considerate. His only flaw was being impossibly hard to kill; Qin Li had been trying for months, yet the man was still very much alive and kicking.

Through a series of mishaps, Qin Li finally managed to get his ex hospitalized. He slipped into the patient’s room, intending to proceed with the next phase of his plan, but happened to overhear the conversation between the doctor and the patient.

“You’re saying you’re having hallucinations?”

“Yes. Severe hallucinations. I keep seeing my… ex-boyfriend during my rut.”

Qin Li: ? Was that the time I broke into your house, got caught in your rut, and accidentally bitten?

“Anything else?”

“My memory is failing. I keep losing my ex-boyfriend’s funeral photo.” Lu Bianxu sounded heartbroken. “I had to print a whole stack of them.”

Qin Li: ? No wonder that damned black-and-white photo in the living room never disappeared, no matter how many times I threw it away!

Qin Li was furious—absolutely livid!

He immediately kidnapped Lu Bianxu from the hospital and dragged him back home.

Lu Bianxu woke up and saw him, then stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth. A few minutes later, seeing that Qin Li was still there, he reached for another handful.

Qin Li snatched the pills and threw them on the floor, crushing them with the toe of his boot. He took the cigarette from his lips, leaned down, and blew a puff of smoke into Lu Bianxu’s face.

“Is there a chance,” he said with a lazy smile, “that I’m not a hallucination?”

The uke is a bit of a s*umbag and a little slow. A mild ‘chasing the husband’ cremation crematorium story.

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