Starshine

Lin Xingying knows very well that she's a troubled girl. When she was in high school, she secretly fell for her male best friend's uncle. The man's top button was always fastened, his tie impeccably knotted. When Lin Xingying obediently called him Uncle, he merely glanced at her indifferently, nodded, and walked past her. When Lin Xingying was being rebellious, she used to wonder what it would look like to see a man so unattainable moved by a woman. How incredibly sexy it would be. Though the thorns may fight me, I still insist on picking the rose.