Everyone has a story of their own. San Shi is a frail little painter who doesn’t like meddling in other people’s business, but trouble always finds him:
Like the stranger who collapses outside his home, then inexplicably barges in and tries to steal his bed;
Like two rival shops whose feud catches the poor fellow setting up a stall right beside them in the crossfire;
Like the mysterious sect disciple who’s starving, then deliberately falls at his feet and claims to have been knocked over;
Like the person who suddenly appears and, without a word, puts a sword to his neck...
After all those “troubles” have worn down his edges, San Shi becomes an accomplished rubbernecker, adept at turning a blind eye... He is, right?
He knows the ironworks on the street is secretly a safe house;
He knows the big mansion in the woods is full of traps;
He knows the owner of the bookshop is actually a disciple of Lingxue Pavilion...
All those old loves and grudges, and all the chaos happening now... I love hearing about it. Tell me more. Every detail!
“What story does San Shi have of his own?”
“San Shi’s story... Get off my bed first, and then I’ll tell you.”
Main pairing: A frail Changge male lead with a gossip-loving disposition, a rich inner monologue, and a tendency to complain x a Mingjiao male lead who acts innocent and loves to play cute, but is actually a vicious assassin.
[Ensemble cast]
[Main pairing: Mingjiao x Changge, BL]
[Multiple pairings, including BL/GL/BG]
[Various situations: cross-sect pairings, same-sect pairings, pairings with ordinary people, no pairings, and all sorts of other things. It’s a complete mess, but since you’re here, just eat and drink whatever you like.]
[Eclectic tastes. I’ll eat a bit of anything. I play JX3, so I need a varied diet to get my fill!]
[Please don’t scrutinize the timeline, locations, skills, and so on, because I write whatever I dream up (looks away).]
Theme: A simple, peaceful life is what matters.
Meow and Goo are full of means 🐶
It looks good. If you dig out the teacher's inventory, there must be some left 🥺