As Cheng Lang lay dying in his previous life, only one person ran around trying to save him.
That person usually coughed so badly that he could barely walk a few steps without gasping for breath. Yet on that day, somehow, he found the strength to rush over and shield Cheng Lang with his own body.
They died together.
When Cheng Lang opened his eyes again, he was back in his youth.
Cheng Qi'an was still alive, sitting beside him and quietly copying out a book, occasionally stifling a couple of coughs.
In this life, Cheng Lang had only one thing to do: repay his debt.
Qi'an was frail, so Cheng Lang scoured the city for medicinal herbs and watched him take them every day.
Qi'an was clever, so Cheng Lang called in favors to get him into the best academy.
Qi'an wanted to rise in the world, so Cheng Lang helped him make a connection with the Crown Prince, step by step paving the way for him.
Everyone at court knew that Cheng Lang and Cheng Qi'an were deeply devoted to each other.
Cheng Lang had a perfectly good reason: “I owe him.”
Until one day, someone casually remarked, “If Cheng Qi'an gets married someday...”
Cheng Lang's expression turned icy at once. “Married to whom? Absolutely not.”
Cheng Qi'an looked at him and smiled faintly. “Then what are you going to do about it?”
Cheng Lang was stunned.
All this time, he had only thought about how to repay his debt. He had never considered that once he had repaid it...
What he wanted was more than just repaying the debt.
He wanted to keep this person by his side.
For the rest of their lives.
