Chapter 1 (1/2)

Qiao Yu’s eyes were round like saucers as he held onto a glass of pearl milk tea. While sipping at it, he carefully watched the person sitting opposite him.

That person sat under the warm sunlight as a yellow chandelier hung above his head. He crossed his legs and rested one of his arms onto the armrest as he looked on at Qiao Yu with a look of disdain. “I had always thought that I am handsome. How did it become so dainty looking when you’re in it!”

Hearing this, Qiao Yu’s face went red and he squeezed his legs even tighter together. He quietly shuffled to the corner of the sofa and timidly replied, “So, Feng Shou, when will we change our bodies back?!”

“Get what back?” Feng Shou rested his elbow onto his legs and supported his head while smirking: “I haven’t used it enough!”

“Ah?!” Qiao Yu quickly drank two mouthfuls of his tea to calm himself down.

Feng Shou revealed his wicked side: “I saw that there were a few boys in your grade bullying you. How about I clean them up for you?”

Qiao Yu anxiously spoke up: “You shouldn’t.….Don’t get rough with them. They will hit you.”

“Let them! Who am I, Feng Shou, afraid of? I’ll fight them!” Feng Shou deliberately raised his voice.

Qiao Yu was anxious. He was afraid that Feng Shou would get into fights with others. Now that the two had exchanged bodies, if Feng Shou were to fight, the one getting hurt would still be him: “You- you- don’t use my body to fight with people. I- I still have to go home and………”

Feng Shou was not afraid.

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He is a twenty-four year old member of the society and a rich second generation who had not encountered any troubles in life. His mouth started to ramble on and exaggerate as he boasted about his glorious high school years making it seem as if he was born as a saviour for the world.

But Qiao Yu is different. He is in his third year of high school and a very obedient one at that. He had never experienced any of those “violent and bloody” incidents. Hearing his words, his heart tensed tightly and eventually, while holding onto his milk tea, he was scared to the point of tears……

This time it was Feng Shou’s turn to be shocked. As soon as he had finished boasting he saw that the person who sat opposite him, with his own body at a height of one metre eight-six, was shrinking into the corner with a face full of tears.

“Don’t cry!”

Qiao Yu couldn’t stop. Why was he so unlucky?  Let alone getting bullied every day, after finally achieving a calm and peaceful life, even his body ended up being switched. Why did God exchange his body with such a bad guy like him!

He covered his eyes as tears flowed through his fingers and his breathing hitched.

Feng Shou felt helpless. Immediately, he relented, “Who’s going to fucking use your body to fight? Such a weak chicken body like yours, I feel bad even when I play sports!”

Qiao Yu paused for a moment and hesitantly asked, “Rea-really? Then….”