Just as he was about to begin a life as miserable as mud, Song Xi woke up to the truth.
He was the pathetic bottom in a melodramatic story full of scum and abuse.
As the young master of the Song family, Song Xi had been spoiled and doted on since childhood, never suffering a day in his life, until he fell for the scumbag top Fu Baize.
The scumbag was poor, so Song Xi threw money at him and squeezed into a tiny rental with him. The scumbag was gloomy, so Song Xi swallowed all his temper and tried to please him. The scumbag had an ambiguous relationship with his sweet, innocent childhood friend, but Song Xi cheerfully pretended not to notice and even called the guy his little brother along with the scumbag.
Who knew the sweet, innocent childhood friend really was his little brother?
Only he was the genuine young master of the Song family, while Song Xi was the illegitimate son who'd taken his place.
When the man he'd once loved showed no regard for their past and exposed the truth himself, the sweet, innocent one wept, while Song Xi watched the scumbag comfort him tenderly, standing opposite them.
After that, everyone would bully Song Xi, and he'd be worth nothing, while the scumbag would rise to success and live happily with his sweetheart, secretly keeping Song Xi imprisoned.
He would become a creeper hidden from the world, dependent on the scumbag to survive, his body and mind both broken, yet still harboring a sick, Stockholm-syndrome-like love for him.
Three days before everyone abandoned him and his world fell apart, Song Xi woke up to the truth.
Getting a glimpse of his tragic fate was hard to stomach.
Song Xi thought he really was pathetic, giving his heart to a dog, then being destroyed beyond recognition and still refusing to let go.
But this time, now that he knew what was coming, he wouldn't let anyone trample on him or destroy him.
At a family gathering, Song Xi took the sweet, innocent one's hand and said warmly, "Little brother, I've finally found you."
Then he pointed at the scumbag. "This is your boyfriend, right? You have great taste."
He caught sight of their stunned, embarrassed faces, the troublemaker looking completely bewildered, and the old man's face turning livid.
In the room, everyone fell silent, each person harboring their own agenda. Only the man in the corner of the sofa seemed utterly bored by the farce. His fingers rested against his fine, delicate features, his long legs crossed, his posture relaxed and languid.
Song Xi never expected that Fu Mingke, the man he'd called Uncle Fu for more than a decade, a man of countless rumors and untouchable status, would come looking for him.
In a secluded corner, he clasped Song Xi's slender waist, his breath warm and seductive. "Marry me, and you can get revenge on those two men. Think about it. You have two days. Say yes."
Song Xi's eyes widened.
"...Then I won't get revenge."
Fu Mingke's smile deepened. "Even better. Marry me with all your heart."
"..."
Gentle, scheming top x dazzling, alluring bottom
1. They're family friends, not actually uncle and nephew.
2. The top is reborn, fell in love first, and has been plotting this for a long time in this life. He just can't help himself.
Theme: Fate is not set in stone