Everyone knows that Jiang Yue, the underachiever at No. 1 High, and Lin Shihuai, the top student, are sworn enemies who can't stand each other.
Even after sitting together for a whole semester, the two desks still mark out a clear boundary between them.
What no one knows is that, besides being sworn enemies, they are also the real and fake young masters switched at birth.
A year ago, Jiang Yue moved from a huge villa back to a cramped alleyway.
Meanwhile, Lin Shihuai moved from a tiny alleyway into a huge villa.
Jiang Zhuo tries to keep his temper every day, hoping to get through high school as quickly as possible so he won't have to see that loathsome Lin Shihuai anymore.
Who knew that one day a boy who looked a little like Lin Shihuai would show up?
He claimed to have transmigrated from more than twenty years in the future, and to be the biological son of Jiang Yue and Lin Shihuai.
Jiang Yue hesitated over whether to send him to a psychiatric hospital.
But the 99.9 percent parentage match on the paternity test shattered his worldview.
To sort out the issue of their son's future child support, Jiang Yue calmly told Lin Shihuai for the first time that the two of them had a son.
Lin Shihuai: "Turn right and go to Mental Hospital No. 3 to arrange admission."
Jiang Yue clenched his fist and went for him.
The next day, everyone in class saw Jiang Yue and Lin Shihuai turn up in the classroom with bruises all over their faces.
Their son got in a fight at school and the teacher called them in for a talk. The two started shifting the blame.
Jiang Yue sneered, "You don't know how to communicate. Your son inherited your nasty silent-treatment genes perfectly."
Lin Shihuai shot back coldly, "He only knows how to fight. He inherited your low IQ and your muscles-for-brains fighting style."
Later, to help their middle-school son with his homework, Lin Shihuai knocked on Jiang Yue's door every day, rain or shine.
Jiang Yue bumped Lin Shihuai's shoulder with his arm. "Top student, let me copy your math homework."
Lin Shihuai gave him his usual cold, merciless look. "The twentieth time. One kiss for every two times, so you owe me ten kisses."
Jiang Linyu, working on an advanced math problem nearby, curled his lip.
He thought that his two dads' peculiar way of flirting hadn't changed one bit.
At one class dinner, someone said they'd seen Jiang Yue and Lin Shihuai going off to fight after school every day, one walking ahead of the other.
Another person chimed in: "I saw them too. The academic star Lin Shihuai violently pinned Jiang Yue against a wall and beat him up."
Others agreed: "Yeah, yeah, and I saw Jiang Yue grab the academic star's hand and try to dislocate his arm."
The rumors got more and more outrageous, until their biological son, Jiang Linyu, took the stand to testify: "You're all wrong. High school doesn't allow dating, so they're flirting in secret."
In a dark, secluded corner, the shadows of the trees swayed in the moonlight as two boys secretly kissed beneath them.
Theme: When the family is at peace, all is well