Everyone has an obsession, something they will give everything for and pursue until they get it.
Shen Yu's obsession is Lu Yanshen. From the age of eight to eighteen, and from eighteen to twenty-five, it has never changed.
"Some things have changed. At least, he didn't like the way I was, so I became the way he likes." The woman leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a wineglass, and spoke softly with her red lips barely parting.
"Yu, aren't you tired?" The man standing beside her gazed quietly out the window, swirled the wine in his glass, then drained it in one go. Shadows filled his eyes.
"I am." Looking at the man's face, so much like her own, she could no longer pretend to be unmoved. Her bright eyes filled with sorrow. Shen Yu turned to look at Lu Yanshen, lounging on the sofa as he flipped through documents and occasionally exchanged a few words with someone beside him. The room was clearly noisy, yet he remained calm and composed, as if apart from the world. This was the man I had loved for so many years.
She tucked away her fleeting despondency and curled her lips into a mocking smile. "But, brother, I always get what I want." Then she smiled more deeply and walked gracefully toward the man in the living room, radiant and captivating.
What I, Shen Yu, want will eventually be mine.
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