Back From the Transmigration

Wang Shu found himself transmigrated into the body of a disgraced official's son, who starved to death in exile rather than accept charity. He knew that in three years, he’d return to his original world—he just had to endure. A bright future awaited. But in this hellish place where hard labor was the only way to eat, the lazy young master had no survival skills beyond shamelessly stealing and begging. In the village lived a hunter, his eaves hung with strips of meat. Wang Shu, who hadn’t tasted meat in ages, stared with greedy, reddened eyes. Unable to resist, he snuck in to steal—only to end up stealing the hunter’s heart as well. From then on, the hardworking countryman spoiled Wang Shu rotten, pampering him in every way—though he could be rough on certain occasions. Life was sweet. When three years passed, Wang Shu returned to his original world. His aunt told him he’d only been in a coma for three months. Life should have gone back to normal… It should have… Wang Shu gaped, stunned silly, at the face he'd spent three years with. His lips parted slightly. "Uh… what's your name?" "Yang Yan." Same name too. Wang Shu swallowed hard. "You seem… really familiar…" The man pointed to a scar on his forehead. "From you."