Fogbound

The illegitimate daughter, Yan Mo, fell head over heels in love with Li Yichen.

He was openly cruel. He had only approached her to toy with her sincere feelings on behalf of Yan Ruo, the older sister who had grown up with him.

When they first met, he was the only light in her bleak world. His overwhelming sweetness and favoritism washed over her, filling her barren life with vivid color. Only then did she realize she had finally begun to live. But once she had fallen completely, his tenderness became a blade, wounding her again and again until she was covered in scars.

She was grateful that he had given her a passionate, all-consuming love, yet she resented him for leaving her alone to struggle helplessly in the abyss. But Yan Mo loved him too much. She clung to that fleeting warmth, unable to let go even when she was battered and bruised.

Later, she gritted her teeth through countless dark days and nights, fighting with all her might to climb upward. At last, she shed her wretched past and stood beside him, radiant with light.

She didn't know that his feelings for her had never been genuine. They were an illusion implanted through repeated hypnosis by her older brother, Li Juan. She also didn't know that, to protect her, he had forcibly split off a personality that belonged only to her, one both possessive and tender.

Later still, the rebellious young man raised a hand to stroke her head and sighed with indulgent affection. “I really don't know what to do with you. You've latched onto me, and I can't shake you off. I might as well keep you by my side… and torment you to death.”

But deep in his heart, he was quietly softening. It seemed he might have started to like her a little. Well, childhood sweethearts or not, the gentle little Yan Mo by his side was ultimately the one he couldn't help but cherish more.

Not far away, Yan Ruo watched coldly, the corner of her mouth curling in disdain. “Idiot.”