Heng Ming was just your average salary man from the 21st century who unfortunately died from falling down the stairs, yes ironic isn't it. He happens to transmigrate into his favourite bl novel only to realise his in the body of a minor character who was beaten to death. If that's not shocking enough he somehow gave birth to a son and is unloved by his husband. Not accepting his fate he decided to run far away with his beloved child and loyal servant to live a simple life... but would that simple life really last forever? [All images are not mine but found on google and Pinterest. All credit to the artist who drew them]

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".