Gathering Lost Joys of Love

Zhang Qirui held Du Xiaoxi close and murmured, "From now on, your life belongs to me." He never understood whether Du Xiaoxi meant love or hatred to him, but he knew that love was never lost or abandoned. There was only loving or not loving.

Watching Ximen Chuixue on TV, Du Xiaoxi thought to himself, "I know a man whose little black mole on his right cheek is even more alluring than Ximen Chuixue." Like him, that little mole was engraved in his memory, whether or not it had anything to do with love.