[Cool, clever, multifaceted beauty vs. scheming, haughty young nobleman, both pure, mutual pining, healing each other]
The northern sunflower turns toward warmth, while the southern gardenia leans toward the cold.
Jiang Yiren is the name Jiang Zhi has used for three years, all to escape a nightmare of a game.
In her eyes, a game with no love and nothing but schemes is not worth enduring, and easy enough to avoid.
Until they meet again, and he pins her in his embrace. "Jiang Zhi, as long as I'm still here, you and I will never be over."
His shameless, infuriating tone burrows straight into her bones. Her eyes mist over as she pretends to smile.
Her love is real, but it hurts like a knife twisting in her heart. What it means to be unforgettable, she has learned, is to stay clearheaded.
At her lowest point, she met the man who would hold her dear and protect her with all the patience and sincerity he could muster. He once ran wild across her heart, and held back his passion even as he indulged in her dreams. In the end, he willingly surrendered himself to her.
(No pointless angst, one-on-one romance)
