As an artist, Lu Jiuyan possesses every talent the world could dream of, along with a breathtakingly beautiful face. A single glance from his flowing eyes is enough to reveal his irresistible charm.
To eighteen-year-old Lin Shaoqi, falling in love with him was an unavoidable fate.
After all, this man was like fire, capable of scorching the soul of every girl.
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Lu Jiuyan once admitted that freedom was the only thing he loved in life, and hoped girls wouldn't expect too much from him.
But Lin Shaoqi wanted to be the exception.
She became his muse, the source of his inspiration, and his amusement when he was lonely. She never asked him for anything, only imagining that, as the years passed, a corner of this carefree man's heart would belong to her.
Sadly, after more than three thousand days and nights together, he couldn't even remember her name.
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After ten years spent burning with passion, Lin Shaoqi quietly withdrew.
She traveled to many places and tried out many different ways of living, never looking back.
Of course, she had no idea how many long nights the once-radiant man behind her had lost his luster, his heart burning like a wildfire.
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At his ninth proposal, Lu Jiuyan slipped on their matching rings, which he had forged himself.
To her surprise, Lin Shaoqi found the inside of the man's ring lined with tiny barbs. Once he put it on, it couldn't be removed. Even the slightest tug made blood seep from the band.
Her own ring, on the other hand, was perfectly smooth.
"Why are ours different?" she couldn't help asking.
"Ah, because you're free," the man replied with a calm smile.
"And you?"
"I'm yours, darling."
#I love freedom, but from now on, I give my freedom to you. You're the only one I love#
Theme: Self-respect, self-love, and striving unceasingly
