A fat man who was reborn from the dead? He transforms into a perfect male god in a week.

8 PM, Jiangcheng Old Town.

Happiness Sunshine Community.

The name sounds warm and inviting, but it's actually an old residential compound built in the 1990s.

The walls are peeling, the motion-activated lights in the hallway turn on and off intermittently, and the red paint on the stair railings has almost completely peeled off.

The second building, third floor, rooms 301 and 302, have two old-fashioned green-painted wooden doors facing each other.

This is Jiang Chen's and Tang Ruoxi's respective home.

"Click!"

A sound like a key being inserted into a lock rang out.

Open door 301 on the left first.

But Jiang Chen didn't go in immediately. Instead, he turned around and looked at Tang Ruoxi, who was carrying a schoolbag and had her hair tied in a high ponytail. He looked at the face he had seen since childhood.

The streetlights shone obliquely through the stairwell window, casting a soft glow on her face.

Her skin was dazzlingly white, and the small beauty mark at the corner of her left eye twitched gently with her smile, like a speck of ink on white jade. The collar of her school uniform was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone, and further down…

Jiang Chen quickly looked away.

Do not look at what is improper.

But my heartbeat is a little out of control.

He was truly blind in his past life, ignoring such a treasure of a childhood sweetheart and instead licking the boots of that flat-chested school beauty, Su Qingyao.

Now that he's been given a second chance at life, looking at Tang Ruoxi again, she's exactly the kind of woman he admires.

"What are you looking at?"

Tang Ruoxi's ears turned red under his gaze, and she waved her hand in front of his eyes. "Is there something on my face?"

"without."

Jiang Chen looked away, touched his nose, and said, "I just think... you look especially good today."

"Smooth-talking!"

Tang Ruoxi spat lightly, but she couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

She took out her keys, opened her front door, and turned to go inside, but then remembered something and turned back.

"By the way, Lao Chen, we have three days off at the end of the month. What are your plans?"

Jiang Chen thought for a moment: "I'll exercise in the morning, and then... spend the rest of the time with my parents?"

He now does his daily routine without fail: running 10 kilometers, doing 300 push-ups, and 500 squats.

However, with a 30-point boost to physical fitness, it can be done in less than an hour.

I can study at school during the rest of the time, but there's really nothing to do at home.

"That's it?" Tang Ruoxi tilted her head. "This is our last long vacation in high school! We'll definitely have to attend make-up classes for the next two months, how will we have time to play?"

Her eyes sparkled, as if they held tiny stars.

"I want to go to the commercial street in the new city district tomorrow. I heard it just opened and it's so lively!"

"I'm going to climb Phoenix Mountain the day after tomorrow. There's an ancient temple on the mountain where prayers are said to be very effective. I want to pray for my parents' good health and for myself to do well on my college entrance exam..."

At this point, her voice lowered, and she secretly glanced at Jiang Chen: "Do you want to come along?"

Jiang Chen chuckled: "You've arranged everything, how could I not go?"

"It's a deal then!" Tang Ruoxi's face lit up instantly. "See you at the entrance of the complex at eight o'clock tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, she turned to go inside.

But in that very instant...

Jiang Chen looked at the soft contours of her profile under the light, and her slightly reddened earlobes, and suddenly, as if possessed, he reached out and wanted to grab Tang Ruoxi's arm.

However, the movement was too large, and it accidentally touched something extremely soft and delicate.

"..."

Tang Ruoxi froze.

She slowly turned her head, stared at Jiang Chen with wide eyes, and her pretty face flushed red in an instant, like a ripe tomato.

"Old, Old Chen, you..."

She stammered, like a startled rabbit, and suddenly jumped back a step, clutching her chest with her hands, her face filled with terror, "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Chen himself was stunned.

Why did he just... make a move? And what happened?

"No... I didn't mean to do anything."

He quickly withdrew his hand, touching his smooth head, trying to hide his embarrassment. "I just... wanted to grab your arm, but I grabbed the wrong place..."

"Did you grab the wrong place?"

Tang Ruoxi's eyes widened even more. "How could they possibly grab the wrong person?"

She stuck her tongue out at Jiang Chen angrily and made a face: "Hmph! You want to bully me? I'll tell my parents tomorrow!"

After saying that, she darted into the door and slammed it shut.

The movement was so fast that it created a gust of wind.

Jiang Chen stood at the door, looking at the tightly closed door of 302, touched his nose, and felt as if the delicate and warm touch still lingered on his fingertips.

"This feel..."

He shook his head and smiled.

Just as I was about to open my own door and go inside, the door to apartment 302 suddenly opened a crack.

Tang Ruoxi peeked half her head out from the crack in the door, her cheeks still flushed, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Hey!" she whispered, "Don't be late for eight tomorrow morning!"

"Understood." Jiang Chen nodded.

"besides……"

Tang Ruoxi bit her lip, her voice even softer, "What happened just now...don't tell anyone!"

After saying that, she scurried back inside, and the door closed again.

This time it's really tightly sealed off.

Jiang Chen stood at the door and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This little green plum is so cute.

"Snap!"

Door 301 opened.

As Jiang Chen walked in, he was greeted by a very familiar scene of home.

The house is small, with two bedrooms and a living room, probably less than 80 square meters. The furniture is all old-fashioned, the sofa covers are faded from washing, and every corner of the room is spotless.

An old-fashioned calendar hangs on the wall, a fruit plate sits on the coffee table, and a family photo is displayed on the TV cabinet.

In the photo, Jiang Chen, who weighs 300 pounds, smiles like a Maitreya Buddha, while his younger parents stand on either side of him.

Warm, simple, and full of life.

This is the home where he grew up.

"Is Xiao Chen back?"

Hearing the door open, a middle-aged woman quickly came out of the living room.

She looked to be in her early forties, with a beautiful face and gentle features; she was none other than Jiang Chen's mother, Wang Xiulian.

"Mom, I'm going back..."

Before Jiang Chen could finish speaking, Wang Xiulian suddenly stopped in her tracks.

She stared wide-eyed at Jiang Chen, her expression shifting from surprise to confusion, and then to wariness.

"You...you're not Xiao Chen!"

Wang Xiulian's voice suddenly rose, and she turned around, grabbing a rolling pin from the table, gripping it tightly with both hands, and pointing it at Jiang Chen: "Who are you? How do you have our house key?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

Before he could explain.

A loud crash came from the kitchen.

A middle-aged man with a slightly protruding belly, wearing a yellow panda apron, came out carrying a large soup bowl.

It was Jiang Chen's father, Jiang Jianguo.

"Xiulian, who are you talking to... Holy crap?"

Jiang Jianguo looked up and saw the handsome bald man at the door. His hand trembled, and he almost dropped the soup bowl.

He reacted extremely quickly, put the bowl on the table, turned around and rushed back to the kitchen. When he came out again, he had a gleaming kitchen knife in his hand.

"Kid! I don't care who you are, get out of here!"

Jiang Jianguo held up a kitchen knife, his hand trembling slightly, but his demeanor was imposing. "I've been a cook in the factory for twenty years, my knife skills are superb! If you dare to try and force me, this knife won't stand in my way!"

Jiang Chen looked at the scene and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

My parents are holding a rolling pin and a kitchen knife. Do they think he's a home invasion robber?

No wonder.

He is now 178cm tall, weighs 200 pounds, has a very handsome face, and is also bald.

Compared to the previous 168cm, 300kg, mushroom-headed fat guy, he really looks like a completely different person.

So it's perfectly normal that your parents didn't recognize you at first.

"Dad, Mom, calm down!"

Jiang Chen raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "It's me, your son, Xiao Chen!"

"Xiao Chen?" Wang Xiulian was stunned for a moment, staring intently at Jiang Chen's face.

After watching for a while, her brows furrowed even more.

"Who are you kidding? My son isn't that tall and handsome, and he's bald... Xiao Chen cherishes his mushroom hair the most, there's no way he would shave his head..."

Jiang Jianguo squinted and looked at it, but suddenly exclaimed "Eh!"

"Xiulian, you know what... this kid's features really do look a bit like Xiaochen!"

He leaned forward, lowering the cleaver slightly. "Especially that look in his eyes—it's exactly the same as when Xiao Chen was caught stealing my braised pork as a kid!"

Jiang Chen quickly replied, "Dad, Mom, it really is me, Jiang Chen! Otherwise, where would I get the key?"

He pointed to the family photo on the wall: "That photo was taken when I graduated from junior high school. I weighed 300 pounds back then, and you guys insisted that I looked lucky because I was fat!"

"Mom, you said you'd find a wife who could tame my good fortune..."

Wang Xiulian's hand trembled, and the rolling pin fell to the ground with a "thud".

She took two steps forward, moved closer to Jiang Chen, and stared intently at his face.

I stared at it for a full ten seconds.

Suddenly, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

"My son!!!"

Wang Xiulian hugged Jiang Chen tightly, crying her heart out: "How much suffering have you endured at school this past month? How did you get so thin?"

She groped Jiang Chen's back and arms with both hands, and the more she groped, the harder she cried.

"There's no meat left! The bones are so hard to hold! My son... how can studying in your final year of high school be so tiring..."

Jiang Chen was a little breathless from being hugged, but his heart was filled with warmth.

"Mom, I didn't suffer."

He gently patted Wang Xiulian's back. "I lost weight through exercise, and I also had a second puberty, so I grew taller and look thinner. Actually, I still weigh 200 pounds!"

"Two hundred jin?"

Wang Xiulian released him, wiping away her tears as she looked him up and down. "How could someone weighing 200 pounds become this thin?"

"Look at your face, it's all so thin! And your arms, they used to be so strong, now..."

"Alright, alright."

Jiang Jianguo put down the kitchen knife, walked over, and pulled Wang Xiulian away. "Xiulian, it's a good thing that the child is going through a second growth spurt!"

He circled Jiang Chen twice, his eyes growing brighter with each look: "I've always thought Xiao Chen was too fat; it's bad for his health!"

"And look at the girl from the Tang family across the street who was betrothed to Xiaochen when they were children. She's as beautiful as an angel. With Xiaochen's build, how could he possibly be a match for her?"

At this point, Jiang Jianguo patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, looking quite pleased with himself.

"Now it's great! I've grown taller and more handsome!"

"Although I'm not quite as good as I was in my youth, I'm still a decent match for Ruoxi!"

He lowered his voice and winked, "That childhood betrothal might actually work out!"

Jiang Chen: "...Dad, I've seen photos of you when you were young, you look nothing like me now."

"nonsense!"

Jiang Jianguo glared at him, "Your dad was the most handsome guy in the factory back in the day!"

Wang Xiulian was still wiping away tears, but after hearing what Jiang Jianguo said, she felt a little better.

She held Jiang Chen's hand, stroking it tenderly, "He's good enough to be Ruoxi, but he's too thin... He's lost all his charm. He needs to eat more!"

After saying that, she turned and rushed into the kitchen.

"Jianguo! Hurry up and bring all the dishes out!"

"Where's the old hen soup? Give Xiaochen a big bowl! No, a whole basin!"

Jiang Jianguo responded and happily went into the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Jiang Chen felt a lump in his throat as he watched his parents' busy figures.

These are parents.

No matter what you become.

Their first reaction is always to feel sorry for you, saying things like "You've lost weight," "You're tired," or "You've suffered."

Even if you weigh 200 pounds and are strong enough to kill a bull, in their eyes you are still "too thin and need to eat more".

There's a kind of thinness in the world called "Your parents think you're thin."