The Frail Heartthrob Begs His Way Across the Nations

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[Enter at your own risk] Sickly, universally adored, earthy mint bottom x brother-obsessed black panther top

Age gap + size difference + pseudo-incest + universally adored but one-on-one romance + both are each other's only one + silly everyday life + easy, no-brain reading + nonhuman world

Hua Jiu was frail even back when he was an earthy mint. A breeze meant a cold, cold water meant a stomachache, a few extra steps meant migrating like a wild goose, and doing any heavy work meant coughing up blood.

The greatest blessing in his life was being taken in by Mr. Nantong, and meeting the most doting big brother in the world, Shuo Shiyi, a spirit-demon warrior with maxed-out magical power.

One day, Mr. Nantong fell ill and slipped into an unending sleep. The doctor said burning Xipi grass as incense was the only way to wake him, but Xipi grass was a legendary herb, and nobody knew where it grew.

So Shuo Shiyi and Hua Jiu set out to find Xipi grass.

The Nonhuman Continent had five kingdoms: Land-Controlled Gua Huiwu, Sky-Controlled Caiyunting, Wood-Controlled Ranyefang, Insect-Controlled Diandenggu, and Water-Controlled Mermaid Bay. Humans and spirit-demons coexisted there, and nobody thought it strange to see someone flying or burrowing underground.

Unfortunately, their journey got off to a bad start. Their wallet was stolen as soon as they came down from the mountain. After much deliberation, they decided to beg for travel money.

They were the cleanest little beggars in town. Hua Jiu sat quietly, drinking his medicine. Whenever someone came near, he lifted his lovely little face and stared at them. Whether they gave him money or not, he'd say, "I hope your life is happy."

Every day, they'd put up a big sign: Kind-hearted travelers, please lend a hand. Our wallet was stolen, and we'll get beaten when we go home. My little brother is seriously ill and needs money for medicine. We'll leave as soon as we raise 200 silver coins. We wish you all good health and carefree days.

Other beggars relied on shouting and playing for sympathy. These two relied on Hua Jiu's face.

Who could ignore a tiny, figurine-like mint taro cream cake who gave out blessings?

Passersby: We can't, we can't. Admirers: Marry him! Take him home!!

What do you do when your little brother is too popular? Shuo Shiyi was plagued by this question every day.

Until one day, Shuo Shiyi was on the verge of death. His consciousness blurred, and he kissed the back of Hua Jiu's hand.

Then Hua Jiu kissed him back.

"Big brother, my lips are a little dry, they're peeling..."

(Kiss) "No, they're still soft."

"Big brother, my leg..."

(Support) "Right there. Good job, little Hua."

"Big brother, just now... I couldn't see clearly."

(Wipe) "You're just tired. Let's rest right now."

P.S.

Hua Jiu's hair changes color when he's anxious.

A very everyday, silly, lighthearted story. Each chapter mostly stands on its own. Some are connected, while others jump far ahead.

It's not realistic, so the strange things aren't strange at all.

Theme: Making pocket money is the top priority.