It's early autumn in Cangdu, and Peilan is as usual every year.
A failed agreement in Luyuan trapped Ji Feng for nine years.
When she was ten years old, the Deer Garden was lush with vegetation. The young man in white gave her a handkerchief, teaching her the fundamentals of a human being and promising her an elusive reunion, which was the only light within her reach in her gloomy youth.
Nine years later, the world was in turmoil, and there was no trace of the old people.
She was admitted to St. George's, taking steady steps and waiting day after day, just for a late answer.
On the high platform of the New Year's Tea Party, Nan Chenbi was dressed in a dark black dress, and her eyebrows overlapped seventy-eight points with the young man in white in his memory.
The old friend's facial features remain the same, but the world has long been turned upside down.
He is an upstart from Cangdu who has returned from Langang, a leopard in the western suburbs that everyone fears, and the church's top charity donor. He is cold-blooded and moves at every step, with only the indifference and coldness of a hunter in his eyes.
Only when she looked at Fu Qianqian, she smiled a little softly.
Ji Feng clutched the handkerchief embroidered with the word N and had old frayed edges, searching for the old person, only to find a body in the cold abyss.
She mustered up her lifelong courage in public and asked Lu Yanzhi about his past nine years.
But all the lights were extinguished, and darkness enveloped all the truth, leaving only a cold and hoarse advice:
"Forget him."
Have you forgotten your young and gentle old friend in white?
Or have you forgotten the cruel and ruthless Nan Chenbi?
At that moment, Ji Feng finally understood.
Everyone was hiding it from her and urging her to let it go.
But no one told her that the white moonlight she spent her entire youth chasing had already rotted into a cage and abyss that trapped her.
There are deer in the deer park every year, but the people watching the deer are different every year.
Some people are trapped in old memories, and some are trapped in new hatreds.
After nine years of searching for the deer, she finally found her prison cell.
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Writing Style Warning
▪ Restrain petty abuse, no bloody misunderstandings, no fierce external pull, focusing on psychological collapse and fateful blank space
▪ Grayscale character design of all members, no absolute good or evil, undercurrent games, and the pull of human nature
▪ The male protagonist will not be cleansed or redeemed. Love is a prison and possession is his nature.
▪ The heroine is sober and tolerant, has deep obsessions, pulls herself in, and is never in love.
Intention: The entanglement of love and hate under obsession in troubled times, love does not dissolve sin.