When Hu Yun Si first met Jiang Jiao, she was like a flower just about to bloom, shy, naive, and delicate.
Later, that flower quietly blossomed in his hands.
After that, he plucked away every thorn she had, turning her into a sweet little bird who belonged to him alone.
Then, on one rainy night, Jiang Jiao stood before him covered in blood, smiling at him. Only then did Hu Yun Si realize that his little bird... had flown away.
Years later, someone saw the haughty Mr. Hu clutching her hand, eyes red as he called her by her childhood nickname. “Duoduo, will you come back with me?”
Jiang Jiao smiled, carefree and seductive. “Sorry, Mr. Hu. My husband won’t agree.”
I found another book by Song Jin, haha, how much I love it, big data understands me, so all the unpopular books were pushed to me, but it turned out to be Song Jin's book 😂 😂