Zhao Juntong, woman, reporter.
Song Congyan, man, criminal police officer.
Romance is the flesh, ideals are the bones. This is a story I will do my utmost to flesh out. There are no recluses who remain above reproach for their whole lives, and no villains who are evil through and through. What there is, instead, is conflict: ideals and reality, hypocrisy and truth, men and women, friendship and love, selfishness and selflessness.
I already have an outline, and the main plot will move forward logically. Apart from the ending and the hidden threads, most of it will follow the direction I have in mind. I'm writing this novel with passion, and I'll keep updating it with passion too. I won't abandon it.
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I didn't enjoy reading it to the fullest, so I'll update a few more chapters.
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