"Zhuang Mu, you're incredible. You really know how to surprise me."
"You wouldn't even skip that last useless class before the break, but you'll run away from your wedding to Lord Chao?!!!"
Zhuang Mu fled with her suitcase to a small town on the border. At a corner deep in an alley, beneath a streetlamp that had been waiting ages for repairs, he chased away the drunk who had been following her.
The next day, on an old, bare rooftop, the half-height areca palms rustled in the wind. The rocky shore and the sunset were breathtaking.
The sea breeze abruptly blew out his cigarette.
"I'm just a poor fisherman. I'm not worthy of you giving yourself to me."
Later, inside a dim, swaying houseboat, the air was thick with the salty smell of the sea.
He said:
"Zhuang Mu, my surname isn't Jiang."
"It's Sang."
"Sang Chao."
"The fiance you ran away from."
An innocent, carefree little princess x a shameless, insufferable young master
Both are virgins, 1v1.
Theme: With you, morning and night.
