"They told me that wiping the slate clean was a kindness..." Wu Suowei whispered, his voice trembling as he reached out, his fingers hovering just inches from Chi Cheng's jacket. "But if forgetting you is mercy... why does it hurt so much? Why did I feel as if I were dying every time I woke up?" Chi Cheng held his gaze for a long, silent moment. "You think I endured eternity because I was waiting for it to end?" he asked quietly. "I was never waiting to be released." His voice softened. "I was waiting to see you live..." - In a world where unnatural deaths, cursed relics, and impossible phenomena are erased beneath government cover-ups, the Special Anomaly Investigation Unit investigates the horrors humanity was never meant to know existed. But with every anomaly they uncover, Wu Suowei is drawn closer to a truth the world was never meant to remember. Because this is not his first life. He does not know that he is living through the final cycle of an ancient punishment woven into the foundation of reality itself. Nor does he know that someone has watched over him through countless lifetimes-finding him in every reincarnation, mourning every death, and loving him through every forgotten beginning.

A wobbly, gap-toothed smile broke across Wu Suowei's face. He reached out his small, chubby hand. "Puppy?" Wu Suowei whispered. Chi Cheng completely froze. Puppy? He was a terrifying, apex predator of the Chi Pack line! But when Wu Suowei took a clumsy step forward and buried his small fingers into the thick fur of Chi Cheng's neck, the young Alpha melted. A deep, rumbling purr-like growl vibrated in his chest-a sound of pure contentment. "You're a very big puppy," Wu Suowei concluded, giggling as the 'puppy' nudged his cold nose against his palm. The fear of being lost completely evaporated. "Are you lost too?"

Compilations of my short RL Fanfics

Wu Suowei watched him. To the rest of the room, he looked concerned, his brow furrowed in feigned empathy. But Chi Cheng saw something else-a flicker, perhaps imagined, of calculation. It wasn't the look of a man defending himself, nor one seeking forgiveness. It was the look of someone studying like he was committing Chi Cheng to memory, probing for weaknesses. Chi Cheng felt it. That gaze. It felt like being dissected, exposed under a microscope. A shiver ran down his spine, mixing unease with the rage. He hated that he felt it. He hated that after five years, the unwavering look in Wu Suowei's eyes from that interrogation room was still the same-unreadable, unflinching. The tension stretched-thick, suffocating-until his phone vibrated against his hand, shattering the moment like glass. ... An oath pledge is not breakable, Chi Cheng. It's done with life.

Waiting for a late Jiang Xiaoshuai at the mall, Wu Suowei didn't expect his day to take a turn in the form of a lost toddler crashing into his legs. Instead of taking the boy to security, Wu Suowei finds himself charmed, keeping the child company. Chi Cheng is panic-stricken when he loses his nephew, Doudou, but the panic turns to something else entirely when he spots the boy safe in the hands of the most beautiful man he has ever seen. Struck dumb by the stranger's gentle smile, the usually dominant Chi Cheng hesitates, quietly observing the two until a phone call forces him to make his move.

[PREQUEL OF GOT THE WRONG GUY] - Chi Cheng wasn't looking at the work. He was staring at Da Bao. He watched, completely mesmerized, as Wu Qi Qiong talked, his voice animated, his shyness forgotten in his enthusiasm. He saw the passion in his eyes, the way his whole face transformed when he smiled that wide, uninhibited smile. The light from the single desk lamp caught the curve of his cheek and the bright, unguarded joy in his eyes. Chi Cheng felt a sudden, sharp pang in his chest, a feeling so intense it almost took his breath away. This. This was the feeling he couldn't name, couldn't categorize. This overwhelming urge to just... watch him. To see him happy. To keep that bright, unguarded light in his eyes. The chaos, the confusion, the internal battle-it all seemed to coalesce in that single, blinding moment of clarity. The feeling wasn't just want. It wasn't just care. It wasn't just necessary. It was something deeper, something terrifyingly profound, a silent, powerful confession that went beyond simple ownership. It was a compulsion to devote his entire self to the preservation of Da Bao's joy. He was falling. Hard.

Correlates/Connected to the Main Story (Got the wrong guy) - These are the journal entries of Wu QI Qiong after Chi Cheng left - Wu Qi Qiong had always known there were things about Chi Cheng's world he wasn't meant to touch. The glances exchanged in hushed corridors, the heavy silence that followed whenever the word family was mentioned-it was all a warning written in shadows. Still, knowing it was one thing. Feeling it was another.