Brilliant as the Setting Sun

Companion novel Rose Folds the Moon (The Gods and Buddhas Deliver Me) is currently being serialized. Mighty Little Crybaby × Proud Young Master *Nine-year age gap, one-on-one romance 1. When Chen Can was six, her parents died in a car accident. After much effort, her grandmother arranged for her to live with the Zhou family in Jingyu City. The Zhou family had an older brother: aloof, sharp-tongued, and impossibly arrogant. He taught her: “If you accidentally break one of the antiques at home, just blame me.” - Later, among artificial hills and winding streams, the garden lay like an ink painting. On the winding stream, its surface crusted with winter ice, she teetered on the edge. Thick fog rose through her nightmares, and she could not break free. He pulled her back, again and again. - One day after they got together, Zhou Fang sighed helplessly and pressed his fingers to his brow. “When you’re angry, just say so,” “...don’t keep pounding on the wall.” 2. The year Chen Can fell for Zhou Fang, she saw him drive a popular senior back to school in the middle of the night, from the dormitory balcony. The senior tottered in the impossibly high heels Chen Can could never walk in, swaying gracefully, her red dress entangled with his long legs. He was the sun in the sky, embracing a fiery red rose. He was never meant for an orange blossom. There was nothing to regret. She avoided him for more than half a month. But one night at a party, Zhou Fang cornered her. He was wreathed in hostility. A soft laugh escaped him, his voice so cool it held not a trace of warmth. “Big brother?” “Am I really your brother?” But when she started to cry, he let go, at a loss for what to do, then patiently coaxed her, holding back his temper. The day Chen Can got drunk, she cried uncontrollably and begged him not to like anyone else. He finally lost control. His voice was unbearably hoarse. “Can Can, waiting for you to fall for me is so hard.” #Silly girl, how long will it take you to understand? You have always been the one I openly favor. Please add the next companion novel, Rose Folds the Moon, to your reading list! (Rolls around) On one branch of the cherry tree, new ink covered the old, and year after year, the same words appeared. [I hope Mr. Gu will notice me this year.] Song Song knew in her heart that being able to write this year after year was already a wish beyond reach. Next year, she would stop writing. - [This year, I got together with Mr. Gu.] They had been together for only two months when Song Song learned the truth. She stared at her wrist, her eyes slowly reddening. She called him. “Mr. Gu, why do you like me wearing red?” “Mr. Gu, you don’t have to take responsibility for what happened that night.” - From the moment he chose her and sponsored her education, she had been a fake red rose, merely a substitute for the cinnabar mole in his heart. - Even Young Master Gu Min, the most ascetic man in Jingyu City, had fallen prey to ordinary desires. Everyone teased him, asking what was going on. Gu Min stared for a long time at his empty wrist. The corners of his eyes curved slightly, but his expression seemed desolate. He said nothing. After a while, he murmured, “I want so badly to marry her.” In the bitter winter wind of Linyin, he stayed up all night waiting for his girl. He told her, “Song Song, you taught me what it means to love.” “I can’t live without you.” Theme: Fear is the grandest expression of love.