The wealthy Ji family and the Shen family were sworn enemies, yet news broke that their heirs were getting married.
One was a hedonist, the other unruly and arrogant. They clashed at every turn, but were remarkably compatible in bed.
Wanting to make the most of that compatibility, they both buried themselves in the task, until Ji Zhufeng started throwing up so often that he went to get checked and found out he was pregnant.
Ji Zhufeng: I'm a man! I can give birth too?!
Their baby's arrival softened their relationship, and they only fought once in a while.
On an utterly ordinary day, a misunderstanding made the couple fall out. In a fit of anger, Ji Zhufeng stormed out of the house.
He was gone for ten years.
Standing on an unfamiliar street, he heard that Shen Jinnian, now thirty-five, was about to marry someone new.
Realizing he had transmigrated ten years into the future, Ji Zhufeng resolved to make a fortune and win custody of their baby.
But he couldn't adjust to how much the times had changed, and ran into trouble everywhere. Swallowing his grievances, he called Shen Jinnian. "I agree to the divorce, but you have to give me half the money."
There was silence on the other end for half a minute. Then came a low, soft voice: "No divorce. Everything is yours."
Ji Zhufeng finally returned to the home he knew, so excited he wanted to hug his sweet baby.
The little glutinous rice ball from his memories was gone. In his place was a rebellious, chuunibyou teenager who peered at him through his nostrils. "What an arrogant substitute. How dare you come into my house?"
"..."
Ji Zhufeng smiled. Ji Zhufeng decided to teach him about the power of blood ties.
His grown-up son ran wildly around the courtyard like a little chick, chased by his father. Wailing, he spotted his savior and rushed over, eyes shining. "Dad! This substitute's gone crazy. Hurry up and kick him out!"
Shen Jinnian grabbed him by the shoulder and made him stand at attention. "Let me introduce you. This is your real dad."
What?!
As a middle-aged chuunibyou rebel, Ji Zhufeng quickly brought his grown-up son to heel.
The boy waited on him hand and foot, bringing him tea and water and doing whatever he was told, completely devoted.
Ji Zhufeng was pleased with all of this, except...
After ten years apart, the once unruly Shen Jinnian had turned into a stuffy daddy, a cool and detached Buddhist monk.
Ji Zhufeng: Tsk. What a poser.
No matter how much trouble he caused or how deliberately difficult he was, Shen Jinnian cared for him tenderly and patiently, never arguing or fighting with him.
It felt like living with a stranger. Ji Zhufeng was bored, and wanted to run away again.
But this time, he didn't get away.
The man stared at him darkly, keys dangling from his fingertips as he tempted him: if he wanted them, he could come over and take them himself.
Ji Zhufeng's heart raced, and a shiver like an electric current ran through his tailbone.
At last! He'd finally been waiting for this!
For the next three days, whoever wanted to leave would be a puppy.
The night was hazy. Ji Zhufeng's eyes glistened with tears. Unable to wrap his arms around the man's leg, he nuzzled his neck ingratiatingly. "Woof."
I'm a puppy. Let me out.
A man who's been pent up for ten years is terrifying.
The rumor that the gong was marrying someone else was false. He remained faithful all along.
Theme: Face life with an optimistic attitude and make the most of every day.