1.
Before anyone discovered that he was the Xiang family's fake young master, everyone said Xiang Qiu was lucky.
He was as pretty as a doll, with delicate features, and on top of that, he'd been born at the very top of the social ladder. He was a pampered, haughty young master who didn't even know what a single yuan looked like.
After everyone found out that he was the Xiang family's fake young master, they all waited for the drama to unfold.
They seemed to think it was only natural that Xiang Qiu would be thrown out of the house.
But Xiang Qiu wasn't even four years old. He'd been frail and sickly since birth, raised on medicine and cherished like a treasure. The Xiang family couldn't bear to send him back to a life of hardship, and they couldn't bear to leave their biological son out in the cold, either.
If they could raise one, they could raise two. The best thing was to raise them together.
2.
Who could have guessed that something would happen on the very first day the real young master came home?
After hearing the nanny's threats, Xiang Qiu ran outside into the rain. By that evening, he had a raging fever. Everyone was busy looking for him and taking care of him, and they neglected Shen Xingzhi, who had just arrived.
Xiang Qiu's parents were anxious and remorseful as they apologized to Shen Xingzhi. "Sweetheart, we're sorry."
But Shen Xingzhi only cared about one thing: "Where's my room?"
Xiang Qiu's parents worried the two boys might grow apart, so they planned to send Xiang Qiu to his maternal grandparents' home to recuperate for a few days.
When they opened the bedroom door, they froze. Shen Xingzhi, who had seemed so aloof and arrogant just moments earlier, was sitting beside the bed, blowing on the water to cool it and carefully feeding Xiang Qiu one spoonful at a time.
Shen Xingzhi wiped the water trickling down Xiang Qiu's chin and asked, "Want more?"
Xiang Qiu, who normally acted as if drinking water were a fate worse than death, answered, "Yes!"
3.
He was never thrown out of the house.
But Shen Xingzhi did gain a pretty, fluffy little tail.
The little tail was in poor health. He was not only spoiled and willful, but also prone to bursting into tears whenever he felt wronged. Shen Xingzhi coaxed him into taking his medicine and worried over every aspect of his daily life, treating him like a delicate glass doll he wanted to keep safe in his mouth.
He looked after him that way for more than a decade.
Everyone in their social circle knew the Xiang family's real young master had someone he treasured above all else. They were bound together as if their bones were joined, and neither could live without the other.
One night, Xiang Qiu sneaked out for ice cream and got caught red-handed.
Shen Xingzhi stood behind him like a ghost, holding his slippers. "The doctor said your stomach is weak and you can't have anything cold. Did you forget?"
Xiang Qiu gave him a sheepish, adorable smile. "Honey, let me off just this once. The last time, I promise!"
Shen Xingzhi smiled. "Save that line for somewhere else."
Theme: Stay positive and keep moving forward.