Original title: “Xing Qiu: An Illustrated Guide to Pi”
[Xing Qiu + pseudo selfcest + shared senses + the second male lead and the villain]
Qiuqiu made a bold decision and went with a stranger. (Friends, don’t try this at home. The person across from him is A Xing.)
But then he realized that A Xing, whom he’d only just met, didn’t seem to know him anymore.
What Qiuqiu didn’t know was that A Xing could hear every one of his thoughts loud and clear.
It had only just begun, but before Qiuqiu even realized it, A Xing had already won himself over.
But when Qiuqiu really fell for him, A Xing backed away.
After two failed confessions, Qiuqiu refused to give up. He told A Xing with absolute confidence, “If I pull it off the third time, you have to say yes!”
In the end, A Xing gave up completely. “The third time, I’ll be the one to do it.”
He thought it would work this last time, but only after A Xing fell into the deep sea once more did he understand how small he was.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw his own paws. What was going on? How had he turned into a cat?
The truth about the world is revealed once everyone has gathered. The main characters are all here, and the villain takes the second male lead’s hand, though he isn’t the second male lead from your book.
This novel is different from other novels I have written. Its setting is very suspended. The original intention of writing this novel was to find a place to express the pain I have experienced for so long, like a seven-day notebook. There were many plots that I thought of at the beginning, the most important being the cruise ship and the desert, because the tone of each was painful at the beginning, which can be seen from the first picture, so I really thought about the outline for a long time, and finally I was merciful. The plot has become a lot warmer now. Breaking away from reality, owning pain, but also stepping on pain, just like the ending I gave to this novel - don't think about it in the end, time will not stop, they will finally embrace each other in the fragrance of flowers, it is both a reunion and a first encounter.