Proud, aloof, heartless female student x mad Buddhist devotee from Hong Kong's elite circle
Rekindled love / The long road to winning her back / Five-year age gap
As an inheritor of Cantonese opera, Jiang Qingwan was born with fair skin and breathtaking beauty, with delicate brows and a graceful face.
That day, dressed in a golden-threaded opera costume, she gazed about with bright eyes and swept her water sleeves through the air, stirring a pool of spring water.
Gu Qingdong was dazzled by her from below the stage. He caught her backstage and clasped her slender wrist.
"What's your name?"
And so she stayed by his side for three years.
For those three years, Jiang Qingwan cocooned herself in his world, enjoying his wealth, status, and prestige.
Even someone who kept a canary would grow fond of it, but Gu Qingdong had only ever wanted her for pleasure, never love.
The day she left, she gave him eight words: "May we meet again, but never see each other."
After spending so long with him, she had absorbed some of his Buddhist teachings, too.
Jiang Qingwan left for good and cut ties cleanly. The love coiled around her heart was scattered by the cold wind and rain, again and again.
The wind at Victoria Harbour was so strong it left her numb, turning her heart into an empty shell.
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Jiang Qingwan never thought they would meet again.
Gu Qingdong wore a black suit, austere and cold. A bracelet of red sandalwood beads circled his right hand. His gloomy eyes seemed to radiate a chill as he looked at her through the crowd.
Jiang Qingwan fled in panic, but he found an opportunity to corner her.
His tall frame overshadowed her. A bitter smile crossed his stern face. "How dare you show your face in front of me?"
Jiang Qingwan replied stiffly, "We just happened to run into each other."
"Happened to run into each other?"
He seized her wrist, his voice dark and hoarse with hatred. "You once said we would never see each other again, in life or death. So what do you call this?"
"They once lost their way in the harbor's night. After circling back and forth, neither owed the other anything. Love and hate, obsession and anguish, resentment and sorrow."
Theme: Persevere, and you can achieve anything.
