When Will the Gentle Breeze Find Its Way Into My Arms?

Across endless galaxies and rivers that flow for ages, one glance can last a lifetime. When Luo Luo first met Gu Qingfeng, she wondered how anyone in the world could be so handsome. From their first meeting to falling in love, it took Luo Luo eleven years. But that autumn, during the election in Jing City, Gu Qingfeng said, “Miss, let's break up.” As Luo Luo turned away, she wondered how many years it would take her to forget him this time. Later, at a banquet, the newly risen business magnate crouched in a corner, holding a wineglass, curled up into a ball. Luo Luo leaned down and coaxed him, “Sweetie, be good. What are you hiding?” Tears in his eyes, Gu Qingfeng showed her the ring clutched in his hand. He looked utterly pitiful. “Miss, could you spoil me one more time?”