📖 "The green is reduced and the red is declining, and the sadness is terrible"
——Dedicated to all the lost souls who are looking for their own faces in the dark night
Introduction
Qiu Yingying once thought that as long as she was sincere enough, the neon lights of Shanghai would shine a light for grassroots girls like her. Until a sudden malice caused the hot glass shards to carve a ferocious curse on the left side of her face. From then on, she exiled herself to a low-cost rental house that was not exposed to light all year round, and became a wandering soul that refused light, refused sound, and even refused memory.
Guo Jingming is the most dazzling genius in Vanity Fair, and he is also an iceberg built with gorgeous words. He had an almost pathological aesthetic obsession, but in this girl who was hiding in a dark corner and as broken as a frightened bird, he saw a kind of "incomplete vitality" that made him tremble.
This is not a cliche hero saving a beauty.
When the man who was accustomed to looking down on all living things broke into her prison with arrogance and sharpness, he used cold words to peel open her wounds: "You thought you ruined your face, but in fact you ruined your ambition to live."
Two extremely lonely souls stung each other with barbed words in a late-night convenience store or on an empty rooftop. He was fascinated by her struggle on the verge of collapse, and she actually found an absurd sense of security in this man who didn't even want to look at her scars.
In this city where skin is exchanged for the right to speak, they see the worst versions of themselves in each other.
When the shadows of the past came back, in front of that broken mirror, they finally understood:
The real hibiscus-like face is never the perfection of the skin, but the desperate and proud red that the soul is tempered in the fire.
The novel is fiction, not real life
In real life, Qiu Yingying does not owe money. She is not a grassroots person.
Intention: youth