Simple version: A love story about two foodies.
Literary version: A moonlit cup among the flowers, a glass of wine beneath the table. To win a meal, laugh at a thousand grudges.
Normal version: A foodie girl out for revenge accidentally gets involved with a carefree, rich, handsome guy. From then on, she sets off on an RPG-style leveling-up journey with no way back...
Flowers, mirrors, water, and moonlight: a dream of a fleeting life.
Author's note: A fluffy, sweet story for beginners. Happy ending. Expect melodrama and outrageous twists. Slow burn, one couple. If that's not your thing, enter with caution. Novels are for making the writer happy, and the readers happy too.
June 7, 2016 note: Actually, this story had an outline of over 3,000 characters. But when I started writing, I completely forgot about it. The further I got, the more wrong it felt, so these past few days I finally steeled myself and deleted everything except the prologue, rewriting the remaining 190,000 characters from scratch.
I can't help wondering: if I'd followed the outline faithfully, perhaps the protagonists' fates would have turned out completely differently...
Please forgive my whim, and be patient while you wait. (Bows)
Will there be any scandal after bathing and the female pig? The male pig is so angry that the male pig exists. What if I forget it?
Author, you have made a mistake again!
The introduction is very graphic. . . . .
My favorite is this sentence: Since you are a woman, you have nothing to be afraid of.
Very expressive. . . There are countless mental activities. . .
Will there be any scandal after bathing and the female pig? The male pig is so angry that the male pig exists. What if I forget it?
Author, you have made a mistake again! The introduction is very graphic. . . . . My favorite is this sentence: Since you are a woman, you have nothing to be afraid of. Very expressive. . . There are countless mental activities. . .