The Poor Little White Rabbit

I said, "Yan Xu, what kind of person are you, really?"

Right, a fake scheming type. A spectacularly unsuccessful fake scheming type. And yet, little by little, I fell for him.

I thought that after everything I'd been through, my life would be calm from then on. But your appearance brought a whole new storm.

You're a fox, a fox who always gives himself away.

I'm a poor little rabbit, hoping to find a burrow of my own.

So I chose you without hesitation, even though you're a fox. I had no other choice.

I thought I was clever, but even the cleverest person can be foolish sometimes. You said I was stupid, clever for a moment and foolish for a lifetime.

I asked when I'd ever been clever. You said, "The moment you fell in love with me."

Maybe I should be glad I met you. That's why I don't want to miss you again.

The author's note:

This story is full of melodrama and melodramatic angst.

There are no princes and princesses, just an ordinary life, where true feelings show through the everyday.

It's a slow burn, like fine wine aging in a deep cellar, growing richer and more mellow, just like love.

A strong-willed, conflicted woman meets a scheming man.

Song Ran doesn't know how deeply Yan Xu loves her. Yan Xu doesn't understand Song Ran's steadfastness.

Time brings them closer, helping them adjust to each other until they become inseparable.

Love is often quite simple. We just tend to overthink it.

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