Paraiba

Pure, clingy sweetheart x cold, avoidant young master

Mixed heritage / height difference / rekindled love / obsessive and scheming

"You are the Paraiba heaven sent me."

When news broke that Ye Jingchun was dating the heir to the Shen family, no one thought it would last. Everyone said she and he were worlds apart, with differences in family background, wealth, and talent. They said it could never work out.

"A young master like him is always playing with women. Don't expect him to mean it. He might not even bother to humor you by saying he loves you. Has he ever said those three words to you?"

Whoever said it, Ye Jingchun refused to accept it. In the middle of the night, she called him, determined to prove the truth of their love.

"Shen Zhixian, do you love me or not?"

The call connected. His breathing was still audible beside her ear.

"..."

Silence, long and awkward. The answer was obvious.

Her eyes reddened. She broke up with him and disappeared completely.

-

What Shen Zhixian went through as a child left him perpetually doubtful of love.

He was lost and afraid. He feared that what he gave might one day turn into a sword pointed at him, so he didn't dare to love, much less say that he did.

He thought that as long as he didn't say he loved her, he couldn't be hurt.

When Ye Jingchun asked him that question, he cowardly fell silent.

When he learned she had broken up with him, he booked the earliest flight that night, hoping to explain himself.

All that greeted him was an empty room and someone who would never return.

He had lost her.

-

They met again on a rainy day.

The woman was chatting and laughing with someone else. As she passed him, she deliberately stepped aside, as though afraid of any physical contact with him.

The man's eyes darkened. His fingertips clenched until they turned white.

When she was alone, he dragged her into a narrow alley, biting and punishing her. His movements were rough and resolute.

When the kiss ended, Shen Zhixian held her tightly around the waist. His voice broken with infatuation, he leaned against her shoulder as though she were the only lifeline he could grasp in the water.

That question, asked too late, finally received its answer.

"I love you. I love you. I love you..."

His voice was desperate and hoarse, holding her fast.

I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you down to my bones and into my soul, so much that every moment is agony, that I bleed and suffer. I love you so much that even a hundred years from now, when we share a grave, I'll still sleep with you in my arms.

For all eternity, you belong to me alone.

For the rest of our lives, there will be no escape.

Sweetheart x obsessive madman

Theme: Lovers toyed with by fate will meet again one day