He saved nine people. The last one he saved was himself.
Gong Moyan died on a rainy night after driving drunk and crashing. His final thought before death was: In this life, no one has ever loved me, and I will never love anyone else.
When he woke, a woman sat beside his bed, dressed in white like mist. Her face was impossible to make out.
“I’ll give you nine chances,” she said. “Go save people who have never known love. Succeed, and you live. Fail, and you die.”
He sneered. “Why should I?”
“Because you have no right to die.” She rose and walked away. “Your first target is Bian Ye. Twenty years old, a university student in the sports department. He lacks a father’s love and hides his vulnerability behind rebellion. You have 90 days.”
“I refuse.”
“Then you have only 30 days left to live.”
Gong Moyan wanted to curse her, but the woman had already vanished.
He knew this was only the first trial.
First was a female college student starved of love. Eight more were waiting after her: a customer service rep who had shut herself inside a rented apartment for three years without seeing daylight, a blind masseur who used his hands to “see” the world, a programmer who used code in place of words, a funeral director who had handled countless bodies but couldn’t face the living...
Every one of them was once a version of himself.
And he could recite the last name with his eyes closed:
Fu Xuejian, his ex-wife.
Nine Deeply Felt Loves is a story worth shedding tears over for female-audience readers.
Readers' book review of "Nine Ques of Deep Love" After reading the first volume of Henano's story, I cried for two whole hours. The tomboy who was covered in thorns burst into tears when he asked "Does it hurt?" The girl who had never been firmly chosen by anyone finally dared to stand up on tiptoes and hug him while he waited day after day. But what struck me the most was the ending—— She doesn't remember him. But she learned to hold an umbrella for stray cats, learned to say "the sound of rain sounds nice" on rainy days, and learned to look up and stare back when being bullied. The "love" he taught her remained in her body, sprouting like a seed. The love is deep, we meet nine times, and we forget nine times. He remembers everything, they don't remember him. How could there be such gentle abuse in this world? It's so gentle that you want to scold the author, but find yourself crying so much that you can't speak. Cross others and cross yourself. He saved nine people, and the last one he saved was his own heart that was riddled with holes. If you also want to know what it feels like to be loved with all your strength by someone—— Open "Nine Ques of Love". Just remember to have tissues ready.