[A tale of surface-level restraint hiding obsessive devotion]Two major events recently shook Xu Ningyou’s life—one bad, one good. The bad: His online husband, "Chi You," retired from the scene. Chi You, a renowned male aesthetics blogger, never showed his face and buttoned his shirts all the way up. Yet his powerful physique and subtle aura of dominance captivated countless fans. His occasional Dom-style captions left Xu Ningyou blushing furiously. Every time, Xu Ningyou would leave a comment with burning ears: *[Just who is the lucky one dating Chi You?!]* The thought of never enjoying such "good meals" again left him utterly disheartened. The good: He accidentally became roommates with Ji Yanli. Ji Yanli, the Law School heartthrob, boasted a physique no less impressive than Chi You’s, a face rivaling CGI perfection, and an ice-cold demeanor that crowned him campus royalty. Xu Ningyou couldn’t help but treat him as Chi You’s real-life counterpart— His daily routine: drooling over his Adam’s apple, fingers, chest, abs...! But soon, Xu Ningyou faced a new dilemma— Ji Yanli, the walking Adonis, seemed indulgent to his every whim, sparking restless curiosity. Yet he couldn’t even tell if Ji Yanli was straight or gay! Asking was out of the question. Under a friend’s guidance, Xu Ningyou tested the waters repeatedly—but failed every time. Whether he emerged post-shower with bare legs or returned from dance practice with his collar loose, revealing glimpses of fair skin, Ji Yanli only ever calmly reminded him, “Don’t catch a cold.” When he feigned fear during a horror movie and burrowed into Ji Yanli’s arms, the reply was just as composed: “It’s not real.” Even when he deliberately wore cat ears for Ji Yanli, the feedback was flawlessly neutral: “Good quality. Very realistic.” …… Xu Ningyou was done. This man was clearly a clueless, unromantic *iceberg*. Hopeless. Absolutely hopeless. The day he gave up, his friend dragged him to a male revue, vowing to find him someone *"who checks every box, inside and out."* Mid-show, Xu Ningyou slipped away to the restroom—only to be yanked into a familiar embrace. Ji Yanli, who’d appeared out of nowhere, held him tightly from behind, his usual restraint replaced by a possessiveness impossible to ignore. His voice, soft as ever by Xu Ningyou’s ear, carried a command no longer concealed: *“You’re taken. No one else.”* Xu Ningyou: *“!!!”* **[MIND BLOWN.]** That night, Xu Ningyou learned firsthand just how *warm* those hands he’d secretly fantasized about could be—leaving him shuddering, tearful, and utterly overwhelmed as Ji Yanli whispered filth into his ear: *“Baby, who do you like more? Chi You… or me?”* Finally, Xu Ningyou realized— The *"clueless iceberg"* act? A total lie. Worse, he discovered every single Dom-style caption that once made him blush… *had always been meant for him.* [*Only I get to see you like this.*] [*Did I say you could smile at him?*] [*Is this the only way you’ll behave?*] [*I’ll devour you.*] …… The latest update dropped late at night— Chi You, long dormant, suddenly posted a photo: a slender waist with a delicate red mole near the hip—now ringed by unmistakable bite marks, a beast’s blatant claim. The caption left no room for ambiguity: **Chi You V:** *Had a taste of my pomelo. So sweet.*