Rumors have been swirling around Cen Ye for several years.
When she was fifteen, her family broke up and her parents abandoned her. She dropped out of school to make a living. She was stigmatized because of her bad temper. Others commented that she was rebellious and did not learn well. Everyone shunned her, but she never paid attention to these rumors.
Her tattoo shop is hidden somewhere in the old alley. She has long straight hair, her left ear is lined with silver nails, and her right ear is always left blank. She refuses to make exceptions for anyone.
Seventeen-year-old Chi Yinxi pushed the door open and walked in. Cen Ye raised his eyes and glanced at him, saying in a cold tone: "Student? Underage students will not be accepted."
The young man spread out his hand-painted jasmine manuscript. Underneath his handsome and gentle skin was a serious paranoia, and he said softly: "Sister, let the threads of our fate be entangled."
Family background prejudice and worldly vision stand between the two. Cen does not want to drag down the young man with a bright and bright future in front of him, so he cruelly pushes him away.
After several years of separation, she finally got a piercing in her right ear - rumored to be a mark only for the love of her life.
Everyone is afraid of her spikes and doesn't want to get close to her. But only Chi Yinsi caught her steadily and pulled her out of the quagmire. She was also covered in mud.
"You pulled me out of the mud and got yourself covered in mud. Was it worth it?"
"Worth it, very worth it."
Intention: Love is not weakness, it is something that grows from the ruins.
