A clear-headed girl who turns to jelly around a handsome man, like Schrödinger’s little white rabbit.
The aloof, untouchable heartthrob pretends to be devoted, hiding his coldness while playing the tragic, beautiful, powerful hero.
[Dedicated to the aesthetics of old-school unrequited love]
If you ask what it means to meet again, perhaps it is to find, in the river of time, a reason to pause for just one moment. Only when it is you and me does meeting have meaning.
“Taking a walk is the second most romantic thing in the world.”
“Then what’s the first?”
“Taking a walk with you.”
A reunion entangled Lin Qiyin with the light of her youth, quantum entanglement. He seemed to draw close, tenderly caring for her like a puppy, but in truth he was cold and ruthless, laying his plans one step at a time. When the unspoken secret, the deal made in the name of protection, and their two shattered pasts were laid bare, she realized that in this game of devotion and madness, no one would emerge unscathed.
You don’t need to kill someone physically to hurt them. You only need to destroy their heart.
Lin Qiyin said to Ji Chen, “After Bian Bolin died, I went to America to watch you from a distance. It was like stalking you. I actually tried to find his shadow in you. Luckily, you’re not alike.” Ji Chen sneered and held her face in his hands. “Then why not think of me as him? I can love you just like he did.”
