Everyone said that Duan Wanning was the most fragile pearl of the Duan family.
When she was seventeen years old, her family went through great changes. It was her unrelated uncle Duan Siyi who reached out to her, picked her up from the mud, and placed her on the top of the ivory tower.
He gave her the most generous material, the most suitable education, and the most comprehensive protection. The world he built for her with his own hands was orderly and glorious.
He taught her how to play games, helped her understand the complexities of people's hearts, gave her the wings to fly, but also personally defined the boundaries of the sky for her.
He was the god she admired most and the most gentle jailer.
Duan Wanning once thought that this fortress in the name of love was impenetrable.
Until she discovered the growth photo albums deep in the study that marked all her joys and sorrows;
Until every "accidental" success she achieved was imprinted with his careful layout;
It wasn't until she tried to escape that she realized that she was already the "only authority" in his world that could not be logged out.
And Duan Siyi, who was always calm and always in control of everything, felt out of control for the first time when he discovered that the Lingxiao flower he had watered with his own hands was trying to break free from his palm and spread towards the sky without him.
So, the god fell from the altar and took off the mask of warmth.
On a rainy night, the car window reflected the cold light of the city. He held her wrist and said in a hoarse voice:
"Wanwan, I teach you the rules, not for you to use them to leave me."
"This world is very stormy, and your safest position is always here." His palm was close to her heart.
