[Coercive possession & anguished romance & winning her back & mutual salvation]
[Clear-eyed, cool, sharp-tongued beauty vs. possessive, deranged demon]
Pei Shiyan’s perspective
When he first met Su Hui, the first thought that crossed his mind was to make her his.
Later, he finally got what he wanted.
Watching Su Hui laugh so freely in front of other people, he clutched her tightly, his breath scorching like a brand.
“A Hui, smile for me! If you smile, my life is yours!”
One moonlit night, drunk, he heard the person leaning against his back murmur softly.
“Pei Shiyan, do you like me… or do you love me?”
He stared at their intertwined shadows on the ground. The person on his back had already fallen fast asleep.
“You’re mine, body and soul. Why bother distinguishing between liking and loving?”
Later, he exhausted every ounce of strength he had in a desperate bid to hold on to the last ray of sunshine in his hell.
“A Hui, then… will you teach me how to love?”
Su Hui’s perspective
When she first met Pei Shiyan, the predatory desire roiling in his eyes sent a chill down Su Hui’s spine.
Smack
A sharp slap landed across the man’s face.
Later, she had no choice but to stay with Pei Shiyan, all the while thinking of how to escape.
Later, Pei Shiyan nearly lost his life saving her.
At his bedside, she avoided his hopeful gaze.
“Pei Shiyan, I’m grateful you saved me, but I still don’t love you.”
Pei Shiyan clutched her hand tightly, utter despair in his eyes, as if it would consume everything.
“Then… will you teach me how to love?”
Her fingers trembled as if she were on the verge of death.
