Blurb 1:
On Chinatown's streets, foreign visitors come and go, while its century-old archway stands fast.
Ordinary lives, stories from years gone by,
Dreams fulfilled and shattered, joys and sorrows, rises and falls,
Like dust on the archway, layer upon layer,
Then scattered by the wind and washed away by the rain, until they vanish like passing clouds.
Time passes, and all is changed.
In this mortal world, youth, love, and hate will all grow old.
The story lives only in memory:
On the brightly lit streets of Chinatown,
that young man gave his very best love
to the worst woman.
Blurb 2:
Cheng Yu once showed through his actions
what it means to fall in love at first sight.
The first time he saw Ling Zhiyin, his pants fell down.
He was five that year.
At Ling Zhiyin's home, Cheng Yu clung to the door and asked:
"Want to buy me?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, a door slammed into him
and a card was tossed out after him.
Ling Zhiyin's shameless voice came through the door:
"Come tomorrow. I get paid tomorrow."
He was twenty that year.
Figure skating champion x wickedly charming reporter
1. One-on-one romance, older woman and younger man.
2. Anyone who can't hold back is just pretending to be a playboy.
3. Set in a fictional world, with no real-life inspiration.
4. Biscuit's stories all have happy endings.
5. Biscuit's Weibo: Biscuit Is a Foodie.
6. Biscuit's author page: Biscuit Tin.
Theme: Women, dreams, redemption
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