Lin Xiaorou, Can You Love Me One More Time?

On a rainy night in Jiangnan City, the streets looked like torn silk, and the neon lights shattered into countless stars in the puddles. I clutched the test results I'd just picked up, standing in front of the revolving doors of the Crown Hotel. Rain had soaked the corner of the paper, leaving a dark brown stain.

The words "late-stage pancreatic cancer" burned across my retinas.

My phone suddenly vibrated, and a pop-up for Lin Xiaorou's livestream appeared. On camera, she was wearing the champagne-colored dress I'd given her, but behind her hung the crystal chandelier of a hotel suite. Comments flew by at a frantic pace: Is our sweet Rou on a date at the Crown Hotel today?

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.