Rank
Alternative
Genre(s)
Tag(s)
After resigning from her job, Meng Hemian inherited her grandmother’s estate.
Along with the inheritance came a formal notice: “Ms. Meng, the legacy you have inherited includes a small courtyard, a storefront, and… a rabbit.”
Confused, Meng Hemian wondered: What kind of rabbit is so precious that it requires a legal heir?
That was until she knocked on the door of the flower shaded courtyard.
The young girl who opened the door looked incredibly bashful. “The room is all ready. Would you like to eat first, or take a bath?”
“Oh, right!” The girl’s eyes flickered with a hint of panic. “Excuse me… do you eat rabbits?”
Meng Hemian stared at the girl’s maid outfit and rabbit ears, replying expressionlessly:
“I don’t.”
The tenant at her grandmother’s house is named Wen Shuyao.
The most important thing about her? She seems obsessed with being “sticky.”
She looks shy and timid, yet she knocks on Meng’s door in the middle of the night time and time again. She’s terrified of thunder, yet she braves rainstorms just to bring Meng an umbrella. She looks delicate and weak, but in reality, she can polish off three bowls of rice and take down six people in a fight.
One day, after finishing work, Meng Hemian went to take a shower but couldn’t find her pajamas. She eventually found them in Wen Shuyao’s hands.
Wen Shuyao clutched the crumpled pajamas and whispered, “Excuse me… would you like to have a taste of this ‘rabbit’?”
Meng Hemian pondered for a moment. “Are you hinting at something?”
Wen Shuyao’s eyelashes trembled, her gaze darting away.
Meng Hemian had a sudden epiphany and announced confidently: “Fine. Tomorrow for lunch, we’ll have Spicy Diced Rabbit.”
Wen Shuyao: “…”
From that day on, Meng Hemian finally learned that not only do rabbits bite when cornered, but people do, too.
One-Sentence Summary: Rabbits are so cute, why won’t you just give me a pet?
Message: Seeing clearly into one’s heart and pursuing one’s true self.
