Blurb One: When Wen Suili opened his eyes again, he had been dead in this world for seven years.
He didn't know if anyone had weeded the grass on his grave, but standing in front of the mirror and looking at his sixteen-year-old face, he realized one thing: thanks to the malicious whim of some entity, he had regained a body at thirty-three, but it had shrunk to the size of a sixteen-year-old's.
Wen Suili was pleased. Nobody knew him, and nobody would bother him. He could go back to school, get a job, and live the life he should have had all over again.
But the moment he got into the school of his choice, fate slipped out of his hands.
He ran into his little nephew, the one he had watched for nine years.
But the boy shouldn't know who he was.
And he definitely shouldn't be smiling at him like that.
After that, everything completely slipped out of Wen Suili's control.
Yan Zhuoci became his desk mate. When Wen Suili forgot his meal card, Yan Zhuoci lent him his. On rainy days, Yan Zhuoci took off his school uniform and draped it over his head. When Yan Zhuoci looked at him, there was something in his eyes Wen Suili didn't dare think too hard about, something too young and too passionate.
Wen Suili had lived for thirty-three years and died once. He thought he had seen it all.
But when he finally realized that Yan Zhuoci had fallen for him at first sight, that was one situation he had never encountered.
He still had no idea what to do with this seventeen-year-old boy.
Blurb Two: Yan Zhuoci was sure that the fastest his heart had ever beaten was the moment he saw An Qian.
Yesterday, he had scoffed at the words "love at first sight." Today, he had fallen for someone himself.
An Qian looked too much like his uncle, who had just passed away. So much so that Yan Zhuoci risked getting a smack on the head from his mother just to ask about it. So much so that his first thought was, "Impossible." He had cried hardest at his uncle's funeral. There was no way he could come back to life, much less turn sixteen again.
As luck would have it, An Qian was in his class.
So he went to great lengths to get himself a seat next to An Qian.
Wen Suili wasn't interested in dating in high school. As it happened, neither was Yan Zhuoci.
He just wanted to get into the same university as this guy, then date him properly afterward.
His desk mate was too good at studying, and the plan fell through.
Years later, the two met again through work, and Yan Zhuoci thought he finally had a chance. He pursued him openly and honestly, until one day he realized...
The person he was pursuing really did seem to be his uncle.
Content Warnings:
1. A sweet little romance. All the other details are just background.
2. They only pretend to be uncle and nephew. They aren't related by blood at all.
3. The main characters don't date in high school. The top falls in love first, and they only start a relationship after living independently. A slow burn.
4. Includes fantasy elements, with the early part focused on growing up.
5. Written by a late-stage Homo sapiens.
(Loosely fictionalized setting, please don't map it onto real life.)
Theme: Love can be eternal.
