With Me, My Beloved

A gentle, strong-willed good girl x a wild, unruly delinquent

Yu Zijin was bright and passionate, but she wasn't the sun. She was the moon.

His moon, always and forever.

So when Yu Zijin died, Ji Feiyang couldn't let go of his obsession and set himself on a path of no return.

But he never regretted it.

He told himself that if he followed the light, he would find his way.

Reborn, she had already boarded that train.

On her first day in Jiangcheng, she wanted to end her life. The memories of that dreamlike past were so painful and overwhelming that death seemed like the only escape.

But the boy who suddenly entered her field of vision pulled her back.

He was bold, flamboyant, and arrogant, never the type to comfort anyone. But in that moment, he made an exception and quoted a famous saying. Later, Ji Feiyang didn't know why he'd said it. He told Yu Zijin, “What's past is prologue.”

Yu Zijin thought he looked familiar. She searched through those unbearable memories, but couldn't find a single trace of the boy.

Still, something about him felt inexplicably familiar, and she couldn't help wanting to get closer.

Later, she kept dreaming of the hateful-looking murderer. His face gradually came into focus, and it was unmistakably the boy's. He was Ji Feiyang, and he'd walked into a dead end for her.