Sick Prince✘Genius Girl
——She is a rose that I raised with my own hands.
——And I am willing to turn into the soil under her roots.
When Lu Jinchuan was thirteen years old, he picked up an eight-year-old girl at the funeral of his parents' old friend. She clutched her mother's rose brooch like the last piece of driftwood. Tears welled up in his eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall.
"Brother, will you die too?"
He should have just watched. How can a person who cannot survive the age of twenty-seven be qualified to be someone else's savior?
But she said: "I don't want you to die."
So he took the cold little hand and took it home.
Fourteen years. He used his countdown life to carve this rose with his own hands.
Teach her to read, teach her to play chess, teach her to see through people's plans, teach her to be invincible in the shopping mall. Teach her gentleness, teach her sharpness, teach her to turn tears into weapons, teach her to leave a breath of "breath" for herself in desperate situations.
He taught her to become the most dazzling young person in power in Beijing.
But he never taught her that one day, he would personally hand her a cup of the most poisonous tea.
"You have always been just my pawn." He looked at her with no warmth in his eyes.
The day she turned to leave, the frost had not yet arrived.
He leaned against the window and looked at her back, blood oozing from the corners of his lips.
Later on, there is a chase husband in the crematorium, which is very sad. I suggest you read the author's short stories first and learn how to find candy in glass shards before reading this one.
