Qi Wu had seen a fairy when he was eleven.
He had been in fifth grade then, and his grandfather had died that year.
As a child, he had not really understood what death meant. He had only kept hearing his parents, uncles, and aunts discussing Old Master Qi's estate.
So he had thought death had something to do with money-that people died if they had too much of it.
That was why Old Master Qi had died.
Old Master Qi had been in excellent health, yet a sudden heart attack had killed him, leaving everyone lamenting his passing.
On the day of Old Master Qi's funeral, an old man dressed so casually he could almost be called scruffy had brought an exceptionally beautiful fairy maiden into the Qi family's ancestral home.
The Qi family was a large, thriving clan, mainly because Old Master Qi had held the reins and had many children. Qi Wu ranked fifth, with three older brothers and two older sisters ahead of him, and quite a few younger children after him.
Every one of the children had been drawn to this beautiful fairy maiden with an otherworldly air.
Qi Wu had a lively younger sister named Qi Yue, two years his junior, who had latched on to the fairy the moment she saw him.
But the person they had mistaken for a fairy looked aloof, as though he did not particularly like children.
The scruffy old man had cheerfully explained.
As it turned out, the person they had mistaken for a fairy was actually a boy.
"Then why do you have long hair like mine?"
Qi Yue touched her own long black hair, then looked at his, puzzled.
Wasn't it only girls who could have long hair?
A child's world was simple and straightforward. The