(A sweet romance) A brooding, possessive boy × a sunny, resilient martial arts girl
Deep in a dark alley, Gu Xingchui is cornered by a group of people. Blood seeps from his wounds as despair winds around him like a vine. Then a figure drops from above. Zhixia leaps down from the mottled wall and drives them off in a few moves, sunlight from outside the alley still caught in her hair.
She bends down and reaches out to him. “Are you okay?” she asks, her voice clear and bright.
Gu Xingchui gazes at her face, backlit by the sun, and for the first time believes that “gods” might be real. The nights when he was abandoned and the pain no one cared about seem to vanish beneath the light in her eyes.
He grips her warm hand and holds on tight, as though it were the only piece of driftwood keeping him afloat. After that, he follows her everywhere, watching her sweat it out at the martial arts school and seeing how her world is always vivid and bright.
When Zhixia casually mentions that she might have to leave, Gu Xingchui’s gaze darkens at once, like a light being switched off. He gently wraps his arms around her from behind, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly, like a child guarding a treasure. “Zhixia, stay by my side.”
He pauses, burying his face in the crook of her neck, his breath hot and his devotion obsessive. “You’re all I have.”
Clouds cover the moonlight outside the window. Possessiveness surges in the boy’s eyes, like a sea with no visible bottom. He will drive away anyone who tries to get close to her and keep her firmly within the bounds of his own world, because he has long since decided that this girl who fell from the sky is both the salvation bestowed on him by the gods and everything he will never let go.
