Bo Zhousheng was beautiful, but naturally cold and distant, unwilling to entertain anyone. Even Jiang Chi's advances left him unmoved, and only made him grow more aloof.
The cool white rose growing beyond the courtyard wall was meant to be held and toyed with. No matter how sharp its thorns, no matter how badly Jiang Chi was pricked and left covered in blood, he would never let go. Even if the rose withered and was destroyed, it could only be destroyed by his own hand.
When he learned that Bo Zhou's father was a gambler, he sent several people to get leverage over him at the casino. Exploiting the hypocrisy and selfishness of human nature, he forcibly dragged Bo Zhou back to his side.
Those beautiful eyes were clear and cold, reflecting the world's pure, crystal-clear essence.
It would be even better if he only looked at me and thought only of me.
Jiang Chi thought this, both pitiful and hateful.
But Bo Zhou would never give in to him. The only time he did was an illusion. Tear it apart with the slightest touch, and all that lay beneath was an empty, dark night. That was the perfect punishment for Jiang Chi's obsessive, frenzied love.
In short: Lock away the daylight and keep it all to myself.
Main couple: An obsessive, corrupted, unstable transfer student top × a cool, pitiful beauty bottom (1v1, mutually devoted, strong top and weak bottom, forced love, husband-chasing crematorium)
Side couple: A cold, unapproachable, repressed scumbag top × a clingy, sweet, pretty little airhead bottom (1v1, mutually devoted, strong top and weak bottom)
Is this the end?