Scorching

Song Zhaozhao fell helplessly in love with someone, her eyes and the corners of her brows full of allure because of him. They embraced beneath gently swaying tree shadows and kissed without a care in a secluded corner of the library. Living together was only the natural next step. Then she found a diary in Wei Yize's study. --2014.9.10 I met Zhaozhao. She was just as beautiful as I expected. --2015.9.23 She smiled at someone else. I want to lock her away so she'll look only at me, and be my Lolita alone. --2016.8.3 Zhaozhao, I wish you really were a doll. She held the diary in trembling hands. The photographs tucked inside scattered across the floor, every one of them showing her. Wei Yize's love burned too fiercely. She was like a moth: even knowing the flame would scorch her, she still couldn't escape it. A slightly socially anxious Lolita livestreamer * an elegant, inscrutable, handsome lecturer Theme: Some loves are about saving each other.