When Qu Xiao was seventeen, he thought he was a hunter who had found the prey he loved.
Like a peacock spreading its feathers,
the young man flaunted his body with abandon in the October river breeze.
“Look at me!” His inner cry was about to burst from his chest.
At twenty, Qu Xiao realized a new puppy had appeared. The puppy of old had become yesterday’s dried meat, and all he could do was tuck his tail between his legs and become a humble lapdog.
“I don’t like the way he looks at you.
It reminds me of who I used to be,
so please, don’t treat him as well as you treated me back then.”
“He has ulterior motives.”
In the third year of Qin Jian’s career, after the graduation ceremony, she is sitting in a booth at a bar when the puppy, his eyes dimmed, leans toward her, drunk.
The young man’s approaching pheromones nearly make Qin Jian suffocate.
The warmth of his breath stirs the loose strands of hair by her ear.
“I’ve grown up. Don’t treat me like
a child anymore.”
In the new year, the puppy senses danger.
Facing a new crop of little cabbages, the scales in his heart tip over.
“You never said we were starting,
so how could we ever be over?!”
Three years, then three more. The puppy thinks he finally has a chance to enter her home as more than a guest.
When he comes back, he discovers that he isn’t the only one who can slowly boil a frog. The old dog can do it too.
The puppy explodes.
The puppy goes crazy.
The puppy cooks up a storm for love.
“I miss you so much. Every day I want to
sneak back and see you, but I’m afraid
you’ll find out and think I’m being disobedient,
so I keep holding back. Look, haven’t I been good? I’ve learned to listen. Take me home, please.”
Content warning: The female lead has had relationships; the male lead has not.
Theme: The point of life is to be happy
