[Don't buy this, don't buy this, don't buy this, don't buy this]
1. On the day of the Shi family's young master's eighteenth-birthday celebration, Shi Yi is ambushed on the way there. Covered in wounds and with his mental power damaged, he drags his half-bloodied body to the banquet hall and gently pushes open the door.
His gaze sweeps indifferently over the "real young master," surrounded by well-wishers at the center of the banquet, and over Mr. and Mrs. Shi, whose faces show a trace of unease.
Only then do the guests learn that Shi Yi is a fake young master who has been used to absorb misfortune and calamity.
With half his body stained in blood and his expression calm, Shi Yi walks slowly over to Shi Bai. He places a stack of spotless design drafts and a brand-new, barely used mechanical heart crest, exclusive to the Shi family and capable of blocking a fatal blow, into the trembling hands of the family's real young master.
"May you be safe and well on your coming-of-age day."
His eyes are clear and cold as he looks at Mr. and Mrs. Shi. His voice holds not a trace of emotion.
"Whatever I owed the Shi family, Shi Yi has now repaid in full."
With that, the clear-eyed young man trembles as he pushes open the Shi family's heavy front door without hesitation, leaving everything behind him.
2. Shi Yi often lies awake at night with a pounding heart and a splitting headache.
The clumsy young general always climbs into the boy's bed in the middle of the night. He presses his rough, calloused palm against the back of the boy's head, carefully helping Shi Yi regulate his agitated mental power.
The general is clumsy with his hands, and every time he makes the boy let out a muffled groan. The boy lifts his eyelids slightly, grabs the general's arm, and bites him near the wrist bone.
"General, your hand hurt me again." The boy's starry eyes are full of laughter, and he doesn't look angry at all.
The general's face, dark beneath his deep complexion, warms slightly. His eyes lower, hiding his emotions. "It won't happen again."
The boy glances at the few bite marks near the general's wrist bone that still haven't faded, and says nothing, smiling.
Maybe it will happen again next time.
- Debts must be repaid sooner or later.
- I've paid mine off. Now it's your turn to repay yours.
1v1, the shou is mildly adored by everyone, and the romance isn't angsty. The blurb only covers the first world.
Theme: Stand on your own, grow stronger, and keep moving forward
