Wind Blown Into the Room

[Bittersweet romance + devoted fan and idol + fallen from the altar + coercive love + chasing his wife to the crematorium]

[Starstruck novelist × singer who is not what he seems]

The first time Kong Chuijing met He Wen, she thought her dream of meeting her idol had come true. She was so swept up in her joy and satisfaction that she didn’t notice anything strange at all.

It wasn’t until she moved into the villa called the “staff dormitory” that she realized no one helps without a reason.

Even Kong Chuijing’s mother couldn’t bear to watch anymore. “Honey, the public backlash is so bad right now. It’s hurting him too much.”

He Wen watched the woman on the monitor place her right hand on the villa’s gate. He unhurriedly pressed the intercom button, and his teasing voice came through the cold camera. “Chuijing, I’m only going to warn you once. You’d better not run.”

He couldn’t take in any of her earnest words, but when she joked that he should keep her, he took her seriously and did exactly that.

With each attempt to talk him around, Kong Chuijing told herself that being able to stay by He Wen’s side was enough. But the future she kept waiting for never came, and at last she came to her senses: So what if she stopped staying with him?

A storm swept in through the window and drenched Kong Chuijing. She walked out with nothing in her hands, taking nothing with her except the watch she had worn when they first met, the one she’d said would cover his debt to her.

He had always been the one in control of their relationship, but suddenly he had lost all power. He Wen, usually unruly yet gentlemanly on the surface, pleaded in a low voice, “Chuijing, I don’t know how to love. Will you teach me?”