Black Forest Truffle

[Blurb One]

When she was young, she had a first love: cool and distant, stubbornly going abroad with his girlfriend.

She could never have him, and never looked at another man again.

Until she saw a man at an F1 race. He looked ninety percent like her first love, except for a beauty mark beneath the corner of his eye. Wild and unrestrained, he was recklessly chasing the godlike limits of speed.

"How about this," she said, her heart racing wildly. "Your big sister takes you home?"

He smiled. "Sure."

Later, on the day the man she had always longed for returned from abroad, she went to pick him up.

A cold rain fell outside, streaming down Shen Shiyan's hair and face and making it hard for him to open his eyes.

At the villa gate, beyond the cold iron fence, he watched them.

His eyes were red. Rain ran over the black beauty mark, and he reached up to touch it. Then he suddenly laughed.

"Sis, you're such a player."

She thought she could keep everything under control, until the day it all spiraled out of control.

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When she saw Shen Shiyan again, he gave her a haughty sneer from afar. He pried apart the fingers of her clasped hands, then pressed them together one by one until their fingers were interlaced and she couldn't pull away.

"If you're going to toy with me, Sis," he said in a low, husky voice, barely concealing his mockery, "then do it properly."

She ran, he chased. She couldn't escape, even if she had wings. (Playing on a meme)

Author's note: This isn't an old-school angst novel. I've insured it against questionable values, but the author is a hopeless romantic, haha.

Theme: Love rises on the wind, and when the wind dies, the longing remains.