[Proud, clear-eyed heiress × Mad to the world, devoted and gentle to her, the capital's loyal guard dog]
Everyone in the capital knew Ye Xinghe was Gu Weiran's mad obsession.
Seventy-nine carved marks across his chest, 2,555 blood sugar test strips over seven years. He counted out “the eighth day” before he could bring himself to live.
But people are despicable.
He kept it from her and held a seventh birthday party for his adopted son at their mountaintop villa. He watched Shi Nan cut the cake that should have been hers, dressed in a white gown that looked like a wedding dress.
When he came home, his eyes were still tender, as if he were still the lovesick fool who trembled whenever he counted to eight for her.
Until she smelled the strong perfume on his collar.
The scent of “Wild Lilies” struck her like a slap, right across the laser scars on her waist.
So even love once carved into her bones could rot beyond recognition in the intimacy of everyday life.
Her heart went cold. She let go and slashed through the character “Ran” carved into his chest.
“The eightieth mark was mine, and it will be the last.”
From then on, he fell into hell as he tried to win her back, counting the ashes of sugar test strips.
Waiting for an eighth day that would never come.
[Mutual misunderstanding · Second chance at love · Madly devoted · Childhood sweethearts]
They were each other's unattainable first love. After their reunion, they went straight to making up.
