Addicted to Ai Chen

“I don’t know how much luck I must have saved up to meet you by chance and live in the same building as you.”

Qiao Yin met his gaze and spoke with earnestness.

“I know you might not need me in your world, but I want to protect you, just like they do.”

Ai Chen felt a pang of heartache. He said nothing, only reaching out to silently wipe the tears from the girl’s face.

Only then did she realize she had started crying at some point...

Stories always begin this way: a chance meeting, taking you completely by surprise. Stories always end this way: flowers blooming on separate branches, each in a different place.