My name is Xiao Nan, and I've been bound to a transmigration-with-illness System.
The System shoved me into the body of Pei Zenan, the real young master of a wealthy family, a poor soul also being eaten away by stomach cancer and rejected by his own relatives. This family treasures the fake young master they raised with such care, but treats me, their long-lost biological son, with nothing but suspicion and coldness. My third sister throws hot curry in my face, my parents ignore me, and the fake young master is hypocritical and frames me... I'm like a rat in a gutter, and even breathing feels like a sin.
I've grown used to pain. The stomach cancer I had in my previous life left me unafraid of death. This body is deteriorating faster and faster, with bloody coughs and relentless agony always at my side. I quietly buy painkillers and wait for death. Only Su Yihuan, the sharp-tongued but soft-hearted young lady, stubbornly brings me milk. She sees through my illness and clumsily tries to save me. The warmth she gives me is like a light shining into an abyss.
It isn't until I'm locked in the equipment room and need emergency treatment that my terminal illness is exposed. My second sister finds the diary hidden beneath my pillow: the eighteen years no one cared about, the coldness of the orphanage, my longing for family, my trampled sincerity, and those final words: “I miss Grandma.” The truth tears away the disguise: Pei Jiachen's malice, my father's selfish motives, and my family's belated remorse.
They break down and beg me to forgive them. But it's too late. The last of my strength is just enough to tell Su Yihuan, “I like you,” in Grandma's old house. My name is Xiao Nan. After two lifetimes of illness and loneliness, I can finally go find my grandma. This wealthy family and its tardy tears have nothing to do with me anymore.
