A Dream of Mortal Life in Drunken Flower Shade

Yan Shunhua never imagined that one day, the hatred in her heart would engulf her like a monstrous wave.

She never imagined that one day the blood relatives she had fantasized about and secretly longed for since childhood would destroy the haven she cherished.

The word “revenge” had been carved into her flesh and blood from the day she was born, day after day, until it was etched into her bones and soul.

On the road to vengeance, she cast aside her timid kindness and abandoned her pure heart. She even turned herself into a tool to be used.

When her hatred was at its fiercest, Yan Shunhua nearly perished along with that burning, searing hatred. But she never imagined that there would be someone who, battered and suffering beyond endurance, would still follow her without hesitation.

“Jiaoniang, love that is mutual and lasts a lifetime is rare.”

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“If this is your choice, then I can only let you go.”

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“I must admit, I don’t love you.”

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“Yan Shunhua, you truly are a woman without a heart!”

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“I’ll help you achieve everything you desire. Even if…”

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“Are you feeling pretty pleased with yourself?! You think you’ve won? You think you have everything now?!”

“I’m telling you! In the end, you’ll have nothing! Everything you stole will eventually be lost!”

“I curse you! I curse you!!”

Yan Shunhua wasn’t afraid of curses, nor of having nothing, because she had already lost everything.

Yes, she wasn’t afraid.

That was what she once believed.

But when she saw that foolish, stubborn, battered young man collapse before her, she had to admit that fear had never left her life.

Years later, looking back on the past, Yan Shunhua realized that she had lost a great deal, but loss wasn’t all she had known.

Core theme: What doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger.