Song Qing and Liu Zixia are cousins.
Thirteen-year-old Song Qing has already shot up in height, while five-and-a-half-year-old Liu Zixia is a chubby little boy.
Song Qing doesn’t much care for the spoiled little brat who clings to him all day, but Liu Zixia seems not to notice Song Qing’s cold expression. He’s always calling him “big brother,” and whenever he gets the chance, he latches onto Song Qing and won’t let go.
Then disaster strikes their family, and in a single night they lose all their relatives.
Song Qing leaves the mortal world behind and sets out on the long road of cultivation.
Liu Zixia is a huge burden to him. He tries several times to abandon him, but for one reason or another, he never manages to get rid of him.
In the blazing heat of midsummer, Liu Zixia’s little face turns red from walking. He tugs at the sash around his waist and pouts. “Big brother, you tied me too tight. I don’t think I can breathe.”
Song Qing tightly grips the other end of the sash in his left hand and looks down at him. “Idiot, you’re overheated.”
“Big brother~” Liu Zixia leans against him, soft and clingy. “Big brother~”
Song Qing frowns in irritation and says coldly, “Don’t call me that. Walk on your own.”
Liu Zixia wraps his arms around Song Qing’s waist and says nothing.
Before long, Liu Zixia falls asleep on Song Qing’s back.
After traveling for a long time, the two finally reach the world of cultivation.
No matter how many times they test him, Liu Zixia shows no sign of having a spiritual root.
Song Qing thinks that this time, he doesn’t have to do anything. He only needs to keep cultivating and stay alive, and he’ll finally be rid of Liu Zixia for good.
“Big brother, if I drink this, will I grow a spiritual root?”
“Drink it and you’ll get there sooner.”
“You said that last time, too. Big brother, I don’t want to drink it. You got so badly hurt again.”
“Shut up and swallow it.”
“Big brother, don’t cry. I’ll drink it right away.”
In the cultivation world, where it’s kill or be killed, Song Qing claws his way up from the bottom. His already cold heart grows even harder. He can abandon anything, and trade anything away.
But amid the ceaseless turmoil of the mortal world, Liu Zixia is the only person he has left who’s bound to him by blood. He would rather die than abandon him.
One-on-one, devoted in body and heart. Older cousin is the gong (Song Qing), younger cousin is the shou (Liu Zixia).
Core theme: Support each other and move forward hand in hand.
