
Wrong Love, Good Love
by Not Mourned
About This Novel
Jiang Muyan, the fireworks at dusk, although gorgeous, are only for a moment. Summer stars, the stars that fill the sky on summer nights, although dazzling, can only shine in the dark night. Two people who were as lonely as ice but desperately longed for warmth. One chose to give up for commitment, and the other chose to give up for love. Whose waiting softened whose years? In those most beautiful years, love was like a hibiscus flower: it bloomed in the morning and fell in the evening, but each time it withered, it was to bloom more brilliantly next time. Love will have its downturns and disturbances. Perhaps we have all been tortured by love, but the belief in love in each other's hearts will never change.
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