<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Offering a Crematorium to a Scumbag Shou on Danmei AI Translations</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/</link><description>Recent content in Offering a Crematorium to a Scumbag Shou on Danmei AI Translations</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en</language><copyright>[© Copyright belongs to novels' authors](https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/legalcode)</copyright><lastBuildDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Chapter 1</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-1/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-1/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-1"&gt;Chapter 1&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-1"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-1"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 1&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-1"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;So&amp;hellip; you&amp;rsquo;re gay?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lin Jinbai&amp;rsquo;s voice was very soft, yet it was like a sharp knife suspended over both their hearts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was wearing a well-tailored high-end suit, which was now slightly disheveled due to his agitation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Qiao Qing looked up at him, his lips curling into a self-deprecating arc.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;What, do you find it disgusting?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, disgusting.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lin Jinbai irritably tugged at his tie, answering without a hint of hesitation.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 2</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-2/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-2/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-2"&gt;Chapter 2&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-2"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-2"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 2&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-2"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lin Jinbai stormed out, the early autumn night wind instantly wrapping around him with a chill, yet it couldn&amp;rsquo;t blow away the irritability in his heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He irritably tugged at his tie; the exquisite Windsor knot felt somewhat suffocating at this moment.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t understand why Qiao Qing had to cling so stubbornly to this one thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Like the past ten-plus years, accompanying each other and relying on each other—wasn&amp;rsquo;t that good enough?&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 3</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-3/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-3/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-3"&gt;Chapter 3&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-3"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-3"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 3&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-3"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With a &amp;ldquo;buzz,&amp;rdquo; Lin Jinbai felt his mind go blank, as if all sound in the world had been instantly drained away.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Every word from that unfamiliar voice was like an ice pick, harshly piercing his eardrums and stabbing his heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The phone slipped from his suddenly powerless hand, hitting the cold floor with a sharp &amp;ldquo;clatter,&amp;rdquo; its screen instantly shattering into a spiderweb pattern.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 4</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-4/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-4/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-4"&gt;Chapter 4&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-4"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-4"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 4&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-4"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Time flowed slowly amidst the rhythmic ticking of the medical instruments.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Outside the window, the darkness of night gradually faded, and a layer of fish-belly white appeared on the horizon.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hazy light slipped through the gaps in the blinds, silently entering the hospital room.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Qiao Qing&amp;rsquo;s consciousness struggled to surface from a heavy mist.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The first thing he felt was a pervasive dull pain, especially in his arm and temple, followed by a dry, burning sensation in his throat.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 5</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-5/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-5/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-5"&gt;Chapter 5&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-5"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-5"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 5&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-5"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With limited mobility, Qiao Qing placed an order on a caregiver platform through his phone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The platform was highly efficient; in just two or three hours, there was a soft knock on the ward door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come in,&amp;rdquo; Qiao Qing replied.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The door was pushed open, and a figure walked in against the light.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When he reached the bedside and Qiao Qing saw his appearance clearly, he couldn&amp;rsquo;t help but be stunned.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 6</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-6/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-6/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-6"&gt;Chapter 6&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-6"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-6"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 6&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-6"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watching Lin Jinbai standing at the door, his face livid and radiating anger, Qiao Qing only felt a deep sense of helplessness wash over him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, he really couldn&amp;rsquo;t understand Lin Jinbai.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was the one who said being gay was disgusting, he was the one who said he wanted to be together forever, and now he was the one getting angry&amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 7</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-7/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-7/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-7"&gt;Chapter 7&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-7"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-7"&gt;Offering the Crematorium to a Homophobic Straight Man 7&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-7"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perhaps having drunk too much chicken soup, before long, Qiao Qing felt a non-negligible sense of bloating in his lower abdomen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His leg was in a cast, and he could only move with the help of crutches.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But at the thought of having this man, whom he had known for less than half a day, help him to the toilet, he felt uneasy all over, his cheeks faintly burning.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 8</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-8/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-8/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-8"&gt;Chapter 8&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-8"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-8"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 8&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-8"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Under the covers, Qiao Qing felt a surge of sleepiness wash over him as his tense spirit relaxed, a result of his physical weakness and the previous commotion.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hearing no movement from Shen Youli outside, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell into a groggy sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Once he confirmed that the breathing of the person on the bed had become even and long, Shen Youli stood up softly.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 9</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-9/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-9/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-9"&gt;Chapter 9&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-9"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-9"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 9&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-9"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shen Youli walked softly back into the ward. The sunset outside was just right, casting a soft golden light over Qiao Qing&amp;rsquo;s quiet sleeping face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He stood by the bed for a long time—so long that he almost forgot the passage of time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It wasn&amp;rsquo;t until the phone in his pocket vibrated that he regained his senses.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a call from the department; there was an emergency consultation he needed to attend.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 10</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-10/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-10/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-10"&gt;Chapter 10&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-10"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-10"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 10&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-10"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Cough! Cough, cough, cough—!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This time, Qiao Qing was truly choked, his pale face instantly turning bright red.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He held his chest with one hand, his eyes welling with physiological tears from the coughing fit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shen Youli&amp;rsquo;s expression changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He firmly supported Qiao Qing&amp;rsquo;s shoulder, which was trembling from the cough, and carefully brought the water cup to his lips with his other hand.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 11</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-11/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-11/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-11"&gt;Chapter 11&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-11"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-11"&gt;Offerings to the Homophobic Straight Man: Crematorium 11&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offerings-to-the-homophobic-straight-man-crematorium-11"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A tasteless dinner ended in silence.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shen Youli efficiently tidied up the utensils, and the ward became quiet once again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However, another practical problem immediately presented itself to Qiao Qing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How was he going to bathe?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lying on the hospital bed, he felt uncomfortable all over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Although the nurse had helped him with basic cleaning after the accident, it felt completely different now that he was fully conscious.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 12</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-12/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-12/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-12"&gt;Chapter 12&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-12"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-12"&gt;Offering the Crematorium to a Homophobic Straight Man 12&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-12"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When Shen Youli came out of the bathroom, Qiao Qing was already lying back down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With his eyes closed, his thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids, making him look quiet and fragile.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shen Youli lightened his steps, put the water basin away, and adjusted the brightness of the bedside lamp, allowing a dim, soft light to envelop the room.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 13</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-13/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-13/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-13"&gt;Chapter 13&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-13"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-13"&gt;Offering the Crematorium to a Homophobic Straight Man 13&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-13"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The morning light seeped through the gaps in the blinds, gently falling on Qiao Qing&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His eyelids twitched, and he slowly woke up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After the anesthesia wore off, the dull pain at the injury became clearer, but what surprised him more than the physical discomfort was the scene in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Shen Youli was still sitting in the same chair as last night, his head leaning back slightly against the wall, as if he had sat there all night.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 14</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-14/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-14/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-14"&gt;Chapter 14&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-14"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-14"&gt;Offering the Crematorium to a Homophobic Straight Man 14&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-14"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On the first night in his new home, Qiao Qing didn&amp;rsquo;t sleep very soundly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A strange environment, no matter how comfortable, always takes time to adjust to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the early morning, he was awakened by the crisp chirping of birds outside the window. As he was staring blankly at the ceiling, his phone rang.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The three words &amp;ldquo;Lin Jinbai&amp;rdquo; were jumping on the screen.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Chapter 15</title><link>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-15/</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 10:21:11 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://danmei-ai-translations.click/archive/OC/OC-Chapter-15/</guid><description>&lt;h1 id="chapter-15"&gt;Chapter 15&lt;a class="anchor" href="#chapter-15"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h2 id="offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-15"&gt;Offering the Crematorium to a Homophobic Straight Man 15&lt;a class="anchor" href="#offering-the-crematorium-to-a-homophobic-straight-man-15"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next afternoon, the sky was somewhat gloomy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lead-gray clouds pressed down low, as if it could rain at any time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Qiao Qing took a taxi. When he gave the familiar address, his heart still tightened uncontrollably.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The car drove into the familiar neighborhood and stopped under the unit building.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Qiao Qing looked up at that familiar window. There used to be a light on there no matter how late it was.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>