He was nothing but a poor scholar living a quiet life in a little village. Then, amid spring rain and apricot blossoms, he met an elegant man who was a prince, and fell for him at first sight.
He knew he was only a stand-in for someone who had died. He also knew the prince had never loved him, forever keeping him by his side as her shadow. Only the sorrow in his eyes resembled hers. Though he did not want to spend his whole life as her shadow, he loved the prince so deeply that one glance had bound him to him for life.
Ten years passed, and he was still madly in love with him. The prince, too, was no longer the man he had once been. But he could not forget him, could not let him go. He simply loved him so much.
He had loved, suffered, hated, resented, and even tried to flee. He knew he didn't have long to live, so he would spend his remaining time loving him once more.
Or perhaps, if they had never met back then, they would not be longing for each other now.
Gu Tingdi, if we had never met or looked at each other back then, it wouldn't hurt so much, would it?
That first glance at you was a mistake after all...
