"Within seven days, you'll meet the love of your life," someone said.
Zhuo Qingya rolled her eyes... Wait? Why was everything dark? The ceiling?
The night-light glowed faintly. Zhuo Qingya realized she'd just been dreaming. Groggy, she rolled over and thought with disdain, Oh, of course it was a dream.
Absurd and illogical.
Content warnings:
The heroine hates men and women, is sharp-tongued, self-serving, and cold.
The hero isn't human and is very good at pretending otherwise.
(An attempt at a two-person romantic comedy. It was too artistic, lol. The attempt failed.)
Theme: In a world of glittering appearances, true love is priceless
