Capital City Trust-Fund Heir VS College Student
It was the middle of winter, and snow fell thick and fast.
Yao Mu climbed Yunding Mountain alone, bowed before the Buddha, hung a peace charm, and prayed for love.
By chance, she wandered into a meditation room in the temple. Inside, a man in a thin black shirt sat copying Buddhist scriptures at a desk. His handsome face wore a careless expression, and his long, sharply defined fingers gripped a calligraphy brush.
The man looked up at the intruder, raised an eyebrow, and smiled faintly. His voice was cool and gentle. "Do you remember me?"
How could she forget? She could still clearly remember how, six months ago, those hands, pale as jade and holding a brush, had slipped her shoulder strap off.
In all his life, Wen Songqian had met only one woman as uninhibited as Yao Mu in a snowstorm. Once he had seen her, he could never forget her.
The second-rate girl in their eyes is my first-rate lover.*
*This line is adapted from something found online.
Blurb screenshotted on 2022/09/05
Theme: Love is always free and passionate.
