Luo Li's intelligence was impaired by an illness when she was young. Her nicknames changed from Little Princess and Pretty Girl to Little Fool and Big Dummy.
When she was four, her father divorced her mother and left home. At five, her only friend abandoned her. At six, a new family moved in next door.
The new neighbors had a boy her age. He was handsome, with bright eyes and pearly teeth, and gentle and refined. He was a young master as lovely as a picture. He was the only one willing to play with Luo Li. He smiled at her tenderly and never called her a big dummy like the other children did.
It was inevitable that Luo Li fell for him, wholeheartedly and irredeemably.
But a genius of exceptional intelligence and a girl with a low IQ were never meant to be. In their senior year, he was admitted to MIT early. As he was leaving, Luo Li reminded him, “You have to call me.”
He smiled and nodded. “I know.”
But years passed, and she never heard another thing about him. Like a bubble evaporating in the sunlight, every trace of him vanished from her life. It was as if he had disappeared.
Until, two years into her career, Luo Li ran into his mother while out shopping.
Luo Li worked up the courage to ask, “How is he?”
Madam Yin smiled brightly. “About the same. Jiayu is abroad, and getting married soon.”
She didn't remember how she got home that day. She only remembered writing in her diary: Yin Jiayu, do you feel guilty toward me?
In the tenth year, the man who felt guilty toward her came back.
P.S. Don't believe the blurb. This is a sweet romance = =
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My next novel will be A Princess Carry. I hope you'll show it some love ╭(╯ε╰)╮~
Until she turned sixteen, Hu Taojia still loved stories about princes and princesses. She thought Jiang Kai, her childhood friend who had grown up by her side, was the greatest hero in her life, always appearing when she needed him, riding on a cloud of seven colors.
When she was sick, Jiang Kai skipped class to buy her favorite ice cream.
He played basketball for three hours under the blazing sun just to win her a cup of milk tea.
He always saved the seat behind his bike for her. He wouldn't let anyone else touch the gold medals he won at basketball, but he hung every single one around her neck.
Hu Taojia thought they were the most special people in the world to each other, until after a spring rain, through a window covered in raindrops, she saw Jiang Kai, usually so proud and untamed, carefully kiss a girl's forehead. His gaze held a tenderness and restraint she had never seen before.
Only then did she understand: that was what love looked like.
She wasn't a princess at all, just an ordinary nutcracker.
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Shang Que never thought he would get another chance.
Hu Taojia looked at her swollen ankle and quickly pulled down her pant leg, smiling as she shook her head. “I'm really fine.”
She watched the tall, slender figure approach. His slightly rolled-up sleeve revealed a wrist with elegant, clearly defined bones, as naturally flawless as fine jade.
Shang Que handed her the book in his hand, then suddenly bent down and swept her into his arms. Their overlapping shadows beneath the streetlight looked like little figures dancing on a music box.
Hu Taojia struggled a little. When she saw that he had no intention of letting go, she smiled awkwardly. “This kind of looks like a princess carry.”
She thought the aloof, reserved darling of heaven wouldn't even respond. But after a three-second pause, a voice came from above her.
“Then stop squirming, Your Highness.” His voice was cool, but he wasn't teasing her.
Shang Que met her startled, deer-like gaze, and his heart stirred.
If you were the one who threw away that precious pearl, don't blame him for claiming it as his own.
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Okay, see you next time!
I received the extra surprise, it's so sweet
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