Chapter One: Your “ghost” is good-looking.

Around nine o’clock in the evening, Tang Yuan was nestled under his covers, watching a video on his phone. This video showed two men engaging in adult activities and he was staring intently at the little 11 with a six pack in the video. He watched and stared and drooled.

People said that a person should quench their thirst with fantasies, but as he watched the video, his physical and mental thirst weren’t quenched at all.

No way, he couldn’t stand it anymore. His chrysanthemum had been itchy for seven whole days, so he had also endured it for seven days. He wanted to find a man to shoot with.

He was already 18 years old, so he was a grown man. He also had already taken his college entrance exam, so he didn’t have to worry too much. So, tonight, he’d look for someone to end his career as a virgin. There shouldn’t be any problem with that.

He got out of bed to change his clothes to go out, but just after taking a step, his legs went soft. He leaned against the wall to catch his breath and suddenly felt totally desperate.

He had a really strange sickness. It had started seven days ago; his chrysanthemum was itchy and he really wanted that kind of thing. But up until now, it hadn’t been this bad. Now he couldn’t take a single step without itching and then he began to leak into his underwear.

What should I do, what should I do?

“Hahaha.”

A burst of laughter echoed in his room. The sound of the laughter was a little distant and soft. Tang Yuan thought for a moment that he had misheard, but he knew, he hadn’t heard it wrongly.

“Who’s there?”

After the death of his only living relative, he had always been living alone, but right now, in his house, there was another person.

His heart grew more and more nervous, but his physical reaction was getting stronger and stronger, so he wanted to……wanted to……

Don’t think about it, he screamed in his heart. There was someone he didn’t even know in his household, but he was still thinking about that kind of thing. He pinched his thighs together and tried to think rationally. But then he heard the laughter again.

“Hahaha.” He clearly heard this time that it was a man’s voice. He felt that there was a kind of smugness in the laughter, which made him angry. “Come out,” he yelled in rage.

But, after that roar, the voice didn’t respond to him and didn’t laugh again. What the hell is going on here? He was both afraid and irritated inside, as he held himself up with the wall while trying to find this person. But he turned the whole house upside down and didn’t find anyone. His body twitched and he knew that he had reached his limit. If he couldn’t vent his lusts, he would probably become the first person to die from being blocked up.

But……the worst part was that he couldn’t make himself vent with his hands, so he was going to die in his own house today. He tried to get control of his body, so that he could call an ambulance.

It was just that he started to feel dizzy and then he passed out.

He didn’t know how long he had been unconscious when he suddenly smelled a scent of flesh and woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that a man was standing next to him.

The man’s appearance was as beautiful as a poetic work of art and he carried himself with a refined, gentle temperament. Although his face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, he was still very charming.

He didn’t seem to have been expecting that Tang Yuan would wake up, so he opened his mouth in surprise, “I’m sorry, I……” Before he could finish, Tang Yuan pounced on him.

Tang Yuan took a deep breath and smelled the scent of the man’s skin. His eyes immediately turned red and he held the man down and kissed him.

“You……”

The man seemed to want to speak, but Tang Yuan kissed him again and said, “Don’t talk.”

After that, he sucked the man’s lips and then, like an addict, kept sucking there. Then with an intoxicated expression, he said, “So delicious.”

The man blushed and seemed to be angry and embarrassed. He struggled to push Tang Yuan away, but Tang Yuan had been born with brute strength, so he just bore it. He wasn’t able to push him away even for a moment, but instead had his lips covered by Tang Yuan’s.

Tang Yuan pried open the man’s teeth, his warm tongue enthusiastically licking the tip of the man’s tongue, bullying the man’s tongue into hiding. The man’s body was trembling slightly, who knew if it was from fear or excitement, then the man finally took the initiative and gently pressed the tip of his tongue against Tang Yuan’s. In that moment, Tang Yuan lost even more of his sanity.

Just as Tang Yuan was becoming more engrossed, the pain in the back of his neck suddenly made him go unconscious again.

Tang Yuan did all of this in a state of confusion, so Tang Yuan took the whole thing as a dream. When he woke up the next day, he felt wronged. He thought, I can’t even go to my heart’s content in a dream, the man actually kissed and ran.

He knew, the man of his dreams definitely was no good.

This dream made Tang Yuan very dissatisfied, but after a few days, to Tang Yuan’s surprise, he found that his strange illness was gone and that his physical condition had improved.

Recovering from the strange illness let Tang Yuan finally relax, so he called his best friend, Zhao Zheng, to go out to celebrate.

Tang Yuan had always been extremely good-looking, with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes2. Who knew how many men and women he had captivated. Men with good looks, most of them probably have problems from putting on airs, and Tang Yuan was no exception. He spent an hour at home primping before going out. As a result, when he made it to their meeting place, he found that his friend was already eating.

His friend’s name was Zhao Zheng and they had been classmates since junior high school, so their friendship was very strong.

“You didn’t wait for me!” Tang Yuan pounded a fist on Zhao Zheng’s back, almost punching him out.

Zhao Zheng scolded in tears, “Ow, fuck, are you trying to kill me?”

Tang Yuan laughed and got up.

A little wronged, Zhao Zheng said, “I told you not to touch me. You don’t know your own strength. Everytime you touch me, I lose half my life.”

Tang Yuan replied, “That’s your weakness, that’s not my problem.”

Zhao Zheng ignored his comment.

They joked a bit and started eating. Zhao Zheng was less talkative than usual today, drinking constantly, looking like something was on his mind. So Tang Yuan asked out of concern, “Something’s wrong with you today! What’s wrong?”

Zhao Zheng drank from his can of beer and then said with a stinky expression, “Why do you think men do that?”

“What the hell is going on?”

“My father might be cheating,” Zhao Zheng said sullenly.

Zhao Zheng didn’t want to tell anyone about this matter, but Tang Yuan was his best friend. He drank some more and couldn’t help himself, so he and Tang Yuan talked all around it, blahblahblah, and then he finally said, “He comes home late every day now, smelling like a woman’s perfume. Sometimes there’s a woman’s lipstick print on him, but even with all of that, he still won’t admit that he’s having an affair.”

Tang Yuan sighed. He didn’t know how to comfort him, so he could only pat his back and pour him a glass of beer.

Seeing Zhao Zheng look so miserable, Tang Yuan decided to see him home, but when he got to Zhao Zheng’s doorstep, he felt as if someone were watching him. This gaze made him feel very uncomfortable, but he looked around and didn’t find anyone watching him.

He saw that everything was normal for Zhao Zhen, so he thought that this might be his own illusion and he said goodbye to Zhao Zheng and went home.

In the evening, he went to bathe as usual. As a result, after he washed his face, he glanced into the corner and saw a crouching child. The child’s face was whiter than paper, staring at him in a daze.

Tang Yuan was shocked. He jerked back and almost fell to the ground. When he had stabilized himself, he went over to the corner again, but there was nothing there.

Are my eyes acting up?

In these circumstances, Tang Yuan didn’t feel in the mood to continue to bathe, so he packed up and was out of the bathroom in a few seconds.

He didn’t sleep well that night, so he wasn’t very refreshed when he went to his part-time job the next day. Over the next few days, he kept hallucinating. Even when he ate, there was a pale face in the bowl and, when he was in the bathroom, there was a pair of feet beneath the door.

These hallucinations had a huge impact on Tang Yuan’s life. At night, he couldn’t fall asleep, so there were dark circles under his eyes.

*Rumble* A clap of thunder sounded. Tang Yuan woke up from a dream, opened his eyes, and grabbed his phone to check the time. He found that it was only 2am.

He was completely sleepless now and the darkness of the room made him feel a little uncomfortable. He reached out to turn on the light. And so his eyes accidentally glanced towards the window, where there was a silhouette.

He blinked, trying to confirm if he was hallucinating again. When he saw that the figure was still there, he knew he wasn’t mistaken.

With a very calm expression on his face and his eyes fixed on the figure, he turned on the light. When the light came on, the figure was gone.

His worry calmed, he guessed that the figure from before must have been a shadow from the tree outside the window.

Wait, he remembered that his household was on the seventh floor and the tree downstairs wasn’t that tall at all, so there couldn’t be a tree shadow outside the window. So what was that just now? A thief?

Can a thief climb such a tall building?

He turned off the light again and found that the black shadow on the window was still there, exactly the same as it was just previously. A thief couldn’t hold still like this, there was no place outside his window to stand, so the thing outside the window wasn’t a thief!

He turned the light on again. And again, after the light was turned on, the figure disappeared. This made him wonder, is the tree downstairs actually tall?

Maybe he was overthinking it. He’d go back to sleep and check the situation tomorrow. He turned off the light again and his eyes looked over at the window subconsciously. However, this time, the figure at the window was gone. He turned to try turning on the light and suddenly found there was a dark silhouette beside him.

Tang Yuan’s body froze. He stared at the figure without blinking and then he felt coldness around his neck. He looked down and saw a pair of pale hands wrapped around his neck.

Maybe because he had adapted to the dark or something, but he could see that the figure standing in front of him had a woman’s face. This face was pale and bloodless, with big glaring eyes. Those eyeballs were about to fall out.

This is a ghost, no doubt about it!

Tang Yuan’s face went numb. It seemed that everything from before wasn’t a hallucination. He had just encountered a ghost. He thought of the experiences of these days being entangled with ghosts and there was a surge of hostility in his heart. He gnashed his teeth and said, “You all really think you can bully me, huh?”

The author has something to say:
Sating His Lust (Xie Yu): I’ve heard that someone said I’m no good?
Glutinous Rice Ball (Tang Yuan): I didn’t, I’m innocent, I don’t know!

(t/n: the homophones for Xie Yu is Sating His Lust and for Tang Yuan is Glutinous Rice Ball, the author puts them in the little theater a certain way to avoid censorship so it should really be just the homophones)

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Footnotes:
1. 1/0: gong/shou, top/bottom; other slang is 0.5 for switch and 0.7/0.3 for switches with preferences ↩
2. Peach blossom eyes: specific eye shape, considered very sexy, with a greatly curved upper lid and deep-set inner corner, when the person smiles, the eyes become moon-shaped crescents that are considered breath-taking (different from phoenix eyes or almond eyes) ↩