Sour Plum

*Written by Huang San. [Important!]

*It may be very different from the original, since I'm not the original author.

This is just to leave everyone with a memory, and to let myself hold on to a fantasy.

I met her too late and completely missed the time when everyone was still here...

*The new chapters of Painful Adoration were too chaotic. This one has fewer words per update, so I'll try to make the total chapter count close to the original author's by the time they finished.

Note left on 2026/1/24

Is this the best of times?

Freedom of speech, fragmented information, black and white turned upside down, people piling on when someone falls, gossip, morbid curiosity, addiction to the sensational, moral coercion

People devouring one another

Beneath the raging tide, who hasn't wanted to escape for one moment to a place where no one knows anyone, just to catch their breath?

Xia Teng is proud. She lives beneath the flashbulbs, and every part of her life is full of infinite possibility.

Qi Zheng is wild, growing without restraint. His blood is mixed with dust, blazing sunshine, and the most brazen north wind.

All her beautiful fantasies about love were shattered by a beast called "Qi Zheng."

But when it came to being eighteen, Xia Teng remembered neither the gossip nor the darkness. She remembered only the sour plum Qi Zheng had forcefully stuffed into her mouth after school in that shabby little county town.

Tart and hard, sour enough to make her teeth ache.

She cried.

He squatted beside her and laughed out loud.

This is an age of storms, when everyone lives beneath the judgment and scrutiny of others.

Some are utterly exhausted, some hysterical, some utterly hopeless, and some give up on life.

Yet there are still people who aren't swallowed by the tide, who break through the conventions of this age with their own strength.

He is new, clear, and strong. He is the one she loves.

Theme: May golden rain fall and bless everyone.