Beauty Sinks into the Mountains

Xiao Shu is very good at putting on an act. The first time they met, he dared to deliberately seduce Zhao Shi. Later, whenever a man approached her, he would act hurt and helpless in front of her to draw her attention. But the moment she turned away, he would corner that man somewhere out of sight. Zhao Shi knew all of this. What could she do? All she could do was admire him. Admire that face of his, so much like someone else's, and watch him make expressions that person would never wear: seductive humiliation, frenzied submission, or desire. The night Xiao Shu learned he was only a substitute, he couldn't accept it. "Do you want this face, or do you want me? Choose one." He pointed a knife at his face, its edge pressed against his skin, already drawing thin lines of blood. His eyes were rimmed with red as he demanded an answer from Zhao Shi. But Zhao Shi smiled, studying the expression on his face with fascinated interest, as if spellbound. Then she said softly, "Good boy. Put the knife down." Xiao Shu looked at her and broke down in tears. The knife clattered to the floor, and his heart felt as if it had been ground into dust. Zhao Shi didn't love him. Xiao Shu knew that, but he loved her all the same. He loved her coldness, her aloofness, and the fascinated look in her eyes whenever she gazed at him. As if he were bewitched. At first, Xiao Shu had only wanted to drag her down from her lofty pedestal. Later, he discovered that the place she stood was hell all along. And she was its queen. He became her most devout follower. We're both sick, so let's go to hell together. * A sweet-talking, two-faced puppy who seems innocent but is secretly ruthless × an untouchable female lead. Theme: Learn to grow up and become strong.