[Devoted to one person + a love that never wavers]
He saw her innocence and envy at a glance.
At the time, Ling Muyang couldn’t help wondering wickedly if her eyes would look just as clear and pure when she cried.
When he saw her injured on a street corner, he learned for the first time what it felt like to worry about someone.
Then the wicked, sunny, cheerful young man came up with a plan to spoil her rotten.
She didn’t understand love, so he taught her. She had forgotten how to smile, so he made her laugh. She had no home, so he gave her one.
In truth, his sunny, cheerful demeanor was only the kind she liked. His real self was possessive, selfish, and obsessive.
So what? She was a delicate rose, unable to weather a storm, and all she wanted was to hide in the castle he built for her.
I couldn't bear to let go, I couldn't bear to hurt her. But she pressed on relentlessly, refusing to yield. Now that I've caught her, there's no way I'll let her go. My cherished rose, every petal is mine. I picked them up one by one, nurturing them with my heart, and finally, the withered rose bloomed anew.