Xie Qingyi said that once he returned from Harbor City, they would go abroad and register their marriage. Ye Siyu never got to see him return. All he got was a barrage of sensational headlines: Harbor City Group's Xie Qingyi inherits a vast family fortune and marries a top-tier heiress. His future is bright, and his success dazzling.
And in the great fire that nearly devoured everything, Ye Siyu heard the kidnappers' phone ring with a familiar, indifferent voice saying, "Whatever."
Years later, Ye Siyu had become a little-known actor in the entertainment industry. A director once told him, "You're handsome, and your acting is great. But it's only acting. You don't know how to love someone. Your eyes don't show real affection."
That fire had burned everything to ash. All that remained in his eyes was a cold, desolate emptiness.
Xie Qingyi returned to City B. In the ruins of the Jiangzhou villa, inside a charred Luban lock, he found a perfectly preserved ID photo of a boy. He slipped it into his breast pocket, then stood and turned the handle of the glass door leading to the terrace. The boy leaned against the wall, a hint of drunkenness lingering in his eyes. His lithe, graceful figure made him look like a forest sprite who had strayed into the mortal world. He raised his eyes, and the haze of drink blurred their once-clear brightness.
In that moment, Xie Qingyi could hear only the thunder of his own heartbeat, heavy and rapid. His whole body seemed frozen in place, a tingling shiver spreading from his spine to his heart. The boy sealed inside the fire-scorched Luban lock seemed to have truly been released by him, now standing vividly and completely before his eyes.
[Bonus Scene]
Ye Siyu's gaze was indifferent, his tone distant and polite. "Mr. Xie, we broke up a long time ago."
Xie Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted. His eyes locked onto the boy before him, and his obsessive voice pressed down on an attachment that had been surging for years. "We were only apart. We never broke up."
[Reader's Guide]
1. Each other's first love, both virgins, XQL's only one-sided arrow.
2. Slight everybody-loves-the-protagonist tendency, fake and real young masters, amnesia, rekindled romance, a husband chasing his wife to the crematorium, lighthearted, sweet romance.
3. Entirely fictional. Please don't draw parallels with real life.
Obsessive, old-school white-moonlight singer seme x career-unlucky, cool beauty uke
Theme: Love is a mutual response, not one person's lonely devotion.
