What Should I Do If My Wife Suddenly Shrinks?

Xu Xintan and Lin Zhansheng have been married for years.

Recently, they had a fight.

"Then let's get divorced!"

Xu Xintan threw out the words and watched Lin Zhansheng storm out the door.

They had known each other since they were students and gone through so much to end up together. Xu Xintan never expected Lin Zhansheng to be so cold and heartless!

After getting off the phone with a friend, Xu Xintan curled up on the sofa, glaring at his phone, which still hadn't received a single message, and sulking.

"Liar! Big fat liar!"

He grumbled, trying to keep his tears from falling, then drifted off to sleep. In his dream, Xu Shentan jolted awake, suddenly feeling a tightness in his chest that made it hard to breathe.

Was he having sleep paralysis?!

He bravely opened his eyes and found something pressing down hard on his chest. He tried to move, and the thing suddenly lit up!

Good news: it wasn't a ghost sitting on his chest...

Bad news: the thing on top of him seemed to be his phone!

It was his phone? How could it be his phone?!

Damn it! What was going on?

When Xu Xintan finally came to and crawled out from under the phone, he looked at the phone, then at himself...

Oh my god, he'd shrunk! He was so tiny!

He couldn't be dreaming, could he?

The sound of the door opening interrupted his jumble of thoughts. Xu Xintan, trying to wake himself from the dream, turned his head and saw his husband hurrying inside.

"Honey, where are you? Xinxin?"

Xu Xintan watched helplessly as Lin Zhansheng searched the whole house without finding him. Even when the tiny Xu Xintan shouted himself hoarse, Lin Zhansheng couldn't hear him. With no other choice, Xu Xintan called him from inside the house.

Lin Zhansheng answered at once. "Hello? Xinxin, where are you?"

"At home."

"How can that be? I looked all over and didn't see you."

"Why don't you take a closer look at the sofa?"

At his words, Lin Zhansheng looked toward the sofa. At last, he spotted his wife's phone, screen lit up, and... his tiny, furious wife, standing beside it with his hands on his hips.

Lin Zhansheng: "Wait, where's my big wife?"

Bonus scene:

After shrinking, Xu Xintan was drawing on his iPad, but no matter what he drew, he wasn't satisfied.

Standing behind him, Lin Zhansheng studied the tangled poses of the people in the picture and calmly offered a suggestion: "If you can't draw it, why not act it out to spark some inspiration?"

Act it out? Act what out...?

Lin Zhansheng trapped the little figure in his palm and gently rubbed him. "Xinxin, is this how it goes?"

Xu Xintan: "I'm... I'm going to slide off."

The perspective makes it easier to write. A sweet little story~

Coming soon: The Fake Young Master Is a Delicate Darling

1.

Before anyone discovered he was the Xiang family's fake young master, everyone said Xiang Qiu was lucky.

He was as pretty as a doll, with delicate features. On top of that, he'd been born at the top of the social pyramid and spoiled so thoroughly that he didn't even know what a single yuan was.

After everyone discovered he was the Xiang family's fake young master, they all waited for the show.

They seemed to think it was only natural, and only a matter of time, before Xiang Qiu was thrown out.

But Xiang Qiu was only six. He'd been frail and sickly since birth, and the family had cherished and protected him as he grew up. The Xiang family couldn't bear to send him away to suffer, nor could they bear to leave their biological son out in the world.

One child was theirs to raise, and so were two. Raising both was best.

2.

Who could have known that something would go wrong on the real young master's very first day home?

After hearing the nanny's frightening words, Xiang Qiu ran outside in the rain. That night, he came down with a high fever. Everyone was busy searching for him and caring for him, and they overlooked Shen Xingzhi, who had just arrived.

Mr. and Mrs. Xiang: "We're sorry, sweetheart."

Shen Xingzhi only cared about one thing: "Where's my room?"

Afraid the two boys might grow apart, the Xiang parents planned to send Xiang Qiu to his maternal grandparents' home to recuperate for a few days.

But when they opened the bedroom door, they froze. Shen Xingzhi, who had seemed so aloof and haughty just moments earlier, was sitting by the bed, carefully feeding Xiang Qiu water one spoonful at a time.

Shen Xingzhi wiped the water running down Xiang Qiu's chin and asked, "Want some more?"

Xiang Qiu, who usually acted as if drinking water were the worst thing in the world: "Yes!"

3.

He was never thrown out.

But Shen Xingzhi did acquire a beautiful, fluffy little tail.

The little tail was frail, spoiled and willful, and prone to crying when upset. Shen Xingzhi coaxed him into taking his medicine, fretted over his meals, and treated him like a fragile glass doll, as if he wanted to keep him safe in his mouth.

He took care of him for more than a decade.

Everyone in their circle knew the Xiang family's real and fake young masters were bound together, bone-deep, and couldn't live without each other.

Xiang Qiu's life only got luckier.

Core message: Stay positive and keep moving forward.