Lu Ciwan x Ming Du, 1v1
Morning after morning, dusk after dusk; you bid farewell to the night.
A pure-hearted, unruly young master disapproved of by his family vs. the daughter of a former high-ranking official, ruthless and sparing with words
A tender young love, followed by a reunion after years apart.
At the school’s courtship festival, boys could give gifts to the girls they liked. The girls could accept those gifts whether or not they liked the boys, showing off their personal charm.
But Lu Ciwan’s desk was spotless. Her classmates teased her: “Ciwan, how come you haven’t received anything? Does nobody like you?”
“What nonsense are you talking about? Lots of people like our Ciwan, okay? She just doesn’t want their gifts.” Someone spoke up for her.
“What proof do you have?”
“I just saw Ciwan turn down gifts from a bunch of boys. Didn’t you?” Her classmates nodded vigorously. There really had been a lot of them.
Meanwhile, Lu Ciwan, at the center of the conversation, quietly pushed the gifts in her desk compartment farther inside. One of them had been slipped to her by someone with a red face.
Many details are author-invented.
