The unruly troublemaker Shen Baiyan has been living under someone else's roof for three years.
The young CEO putting him up is three years older than him: gentle, refined, mature, and steady. He makes sure Shen Baiyan eats three meals a day, bans him from gaming, and nags him to study.
Born free, the little demon has run away from home at least ten times. He's been caught every time.
He vents to the person he has a crush on in a game:
“I can't take it anymore. I'm running away.”
“Want to meet up? Sugar mommy, you seem to have a little money. Let's elope.”
His online sweetheart, who has a pretty bob haircut, agrees.
But before he can make it to the airport to meet her, he gets a call from the hospital.
Old Master Lin has had an accident.
The demon Shen gives up his freedom to go check on him.
The other man is lying quietly in a white hospital bed, like frost-covered silver grass atop a mountain. Guilt-stricken, Shen Baiyan puts down the game he was in the middle of playing and goes to get his medicine.
When he returns, the supposedly mature and steady President Lin is already awake.
Propped up against the headboard, he has Shen's phone in hand and is enthusiastically trash-talking into the mic:
The doctor says Lin Fa has amnesia. He's wild and eighteen again, so you have to look after him.
Shen Baiyan: Hell yeah, happy duo queue!
Three days later: The hell with that. I can't keep playing his mom.
Theme: Let me think about it.
