As Gentle as Water

Together, they faced an economic dispute involving 5.5 million, laboring day and night for 365 days.

Was it love, falling for the watery tenderness of his trap?

Was it hate, being just one leaf among his countless flowers?

Was it affection, with no way to repay his selfless support?

Was it enmity, unable to change the conflicts between society and family?

A slow-burn story.

If you're into □□, □, or NP, please move along.

It's finally finished. I'm so happy.

Starting a new story.

Swallows that once nested before the humble hall have flown into the home of an ordinary landlord.

A story about a poor girl sold into a landlord's household, with the usual slow burn. Everyone's welcome to throw bricks at me.

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