Forgive My Obsessive Love! Young Master, May We Never Meet Again

Those cast into the abyss long for a glimpse of light, but the moon above them cannot understand a woman from the depths. She says her name is He Shiyi. The moon sneers and calls her “ill-timed.” Living under someone else’s roof, He Shiyi is timid and insecure. How could she dare covet that aloof moon? What does it feel like to be betrayed, used, and deceived? It’s a pain that can suffocate you! The rose says, “My name is Su Zhiyan. Zhiyan, as in knowing what to say and keeping your word.” She comes from the abyss, gazing at the self who grew amid despair. She swallows the love threatening to overflow, only to be trampled beneath that vivid rose again and again. The rose is admired by so many. How could she dare fight back? The sun ☀️ says, “My name is Gu Xingchen. Gu, as in sparing no effort, and Xingchen, as in stars and seas.” But sunlight cannot reach the abyss. The abyss envies the rose, then looks up at the moon. Only when she turns around does she realize that the moon is her beloved’s eyes. “Nangong Jin, I’m guilty. Now... I’ll atone with my life!” Later, the sunlight shoots the rose dead with his own hands, and the moon falls into the depths. No one in the world is like her anymore. Just as she said: when a meeting comes at the wrong time, the only right thing to do is leave at the right time. He Shiyi died in the winter he loved most. Snow swirled across the vast, empty fields, flakes spinning and dancing in the air... Leaning against Nangong Jin, she caressed his familiar face and smiled with relief. She said, “Nangong Jin, in our next life, let’s... never meet again!”