On the night of the Lantern Festival when she was fifteen, Xu Sheng met someone at the fair.
He was wearing a mask, his whole presence cool and aloof. With a lift of his hand, he tossed two longans onto her head.
From that day on, Xu Sheng couldn't stop wondering what he looked like beneath the mask.
Years later, Zhou Ze'an sat beside Xu Sheng, recalling what she had been like when he first met her.
"You called me 'Hey.' I remember thinking, how could a girl taught by Mr. Zhao be so rude?"
Lost in his memories, his gaze was calm and tender.
"Everyone says I'm filthy and stained, like a rat in the gutter that can't bear the light of day, unworthy of you. At first, I thought so too."
"Then I thought, to hell with timing, to hell with status, to hell with being unworthy. I was going to like you anyway. I was going to love you. I wanted a passionate love, a love that lasted until death, a love that always held onto kindness."
Zhou Ze'an: I thought the world was dark, and that I would spend my whole life rolling around in filth and mud. I never expected someone to cut through the brambles and leap into that mire, then cleanse me of my shame with a pure, clear heart and take me into their arms.
Xu Sheng: My parents told me to stay away. I didn't listen. My teacher told me to stay away. I didn't listen. Fate told me to stay away, and still I wouldn't listen.
A rebellious daughter from a merchant family X a once-revered nobleman fallen from grace
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