My Limited Lover the Emperor of the East China Sea

Ten years ago, we only had fourteen short and precious days together. She disappeared quietly, leaving only the regret that she couldn't finish it in time. Ten years later, on an ordinary city street corner, I met the Emperor of the East China Sea again. This time, there is no burden on the field, no hasty farewell. We slowly filled up all the missed time that year, going to the market, baking desserts, waiting for the snow to fall, and making up for the long-overdue tenderness bit by bit in the ordinary and detailed daily life of fireworks. For more delicate scenes and thoughts, please turn to the first page and slowly encounter them. I hope you will like them.