The Sky Is Longing for Snow

So, you should be optimistic and not judge a gentleman by a mean person's standards. The strange thing is, I'm not a mean person, so where did I get this mean person's heart? It's baffling. Could it be human nature?

Minister Liu told me our job was to write songs. Some people wrote lyrics, some composed music, some did both, and some just loafed around. The group I was in was made up of the very best lyricists, the cream of the crop. They had written this and that and the other. Hearing that, I immediately felt a deep respect for those fat guys. What talent! You can't judge a fat guy by his looks, just as you can't scoop up the sea with a gourd.

Now that I had joined a new family, I didn't want to give the fat guys a reason to unite against me. Be discreet, diligent, sweet-talking, warmhearted, generous, and so on. In short, I should act around the fat guys just as I would in front of my future mother-in-law. The fat guys were pretty nice, too. They never bullied me. We got along as if we'd known each other forever, lived in peace and harmony, and were as innocent as childhood sweethearts... Heh...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.