[Pretending becomes real + mutual healing] To quell public criticism, I signed a dating contract with the aloof top student. He would shield me from his family's arranged marriage, and I would help him escape the constraints of business.
We agreed to break up after three months, but he fell deeper and deeper into the starlight I painted. When the contract expired, he tore up the agreement and pinned me against the art studio door. “Lin Xingman, I want to keep acting in this play for the rest of my life.”
Later, he rebuilt the starry sky for me, and I plucked the moon down for him!
