“You have to remember me. My name is Shi... Yu... Fan!”
The breath that brushed her face was so captivating, but vanished in an instant…
She didn’t remember him. How could she? He wouldn’t allow her to forget him. He stepped closer to her and looked deep into her eyes. She was worlds apart from “her.” He felt a pang of sorrow. Was she really “her”? No matter what, he had to find out.
Lin Haochen had a bit of a headache, and his stomach seemed to hurt too, but his eyes remained fixed on the “statue” slowly making its way toward him from the stairwell. His expressionless face was utterly lifeless, and his icy gaze sent shivers down anyone’s spine...
Maybe Cinderella never imagined she’d lose both of her glass slippers, or that two princes would be waiting at the ball for their beloved princess to appear. After arriving at the ball, which prince should Cinderella choose to dance with? That sort of thing doesn’t happen in fairy tales. And if both princes really found the glass slippers at the ball, who would find them first, Prince 1 or Prince 2? What kind of ending would that lead to? Sometimes, aren’t you even more curious about how two princes like these would search for the owner of the slippers? Even if they finally found her after all that trouble, it seems Cinderella wouldn’t have another glass slipper to give them. Or what if both princes came to her door? What would she do then...? Maybe the real question is whether Cinderella would even get to choose. That’s a complicated one...
Theme: If you see me as your one and only, then I’ll see you as mine.
