The hashtag about Nanda's “bland couple” trended for three days, with the buzz running white-hot. Even Pei Che's die-hard fans only took one look and said, “It won't last.”
Xu Nian never understood love. Only when the emptiness of a breakup hit her did she turn and throw herself into someone else's tenderness, desperate to cling to a lifeline. In her ex's words, that was a seamless transition.
A storm traps all three under one roof. Gu Xubai is in the kitchen making cola and ginger tea, the sweet scent of caramel spreading through half the house. But Xu Wu is dragged upstairs by Pei Che, her back slammed against the door as he seizes her lips. Her gasps catch in her throat, and her fingers clutch his clothes. “What exactly are you trying to do?”
Pei Che's kiss slowly moves from the corner of her lips, his voice hoarse as if soaked in wine. “Male lover, Xu Wu. I'm willing.”
Introduction: I only want us to have a happy ending, that's all.
Male lover
Later on, this becomes a story about the heroine playing the field. Don't call her a player. What's wrong with having a little fun with a couple of people when you don't understand love?
