With the wedding date drawing near, Song Lingyi's refined and elegant fiancé suddenly died. Not only did she lose the wonderful match everyone envied, but the rigid, old-fashioned elders of her clan also forced her to take her own life.
As she fled through the rain, she clutched at the clothes of someone in her desperation. He wore a bamboo hat, his jade-white face was streaked with blood, and his eyes were indifferent.
Only later did she learn that this was the very person who had killed her fiancé.
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On a misty night, while the young man casually helped dry her hair by the fire, Song Lingyi suddenly turned her face and kissed him.
The young man froze.
Song Lingyi was a little nervous. "Don't you like it?"
The fire crackled. Frogs croaked, birds called, cicadas chirped...
The long, unhurried breaths of a young woman and a young man.
After a long while, Shuang Rong shook his head.
Song Lingyi had just breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she heard the young man's clear voice.
"You can kiss me a few more times."
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They kissed many times.
Song Lingyi always thought the young man knew nothing about love.
Until she later failed to escape and the young man pinned her beneath him. He pressed his lips to her neck, his voice entwined with his breath. "I've always wondered why you never kept going..."
Song Lingyi's throat tightened. "What?"
Shuang Rong's eyes were still clear. His voice was sweet and a little coy, as if he were pouting or complaining. "You said you liked me. You were lying, weren't you?"
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"One unwilling heart, two pure souls."
[Fragile schemer x cold, devoted innocent]
[Pure love, melodrama, and intense push and pull. The author won't know how it ends until the very end.]
[Cover and character cards credited to artist Xiao Niba. Non-exclusive authorization.]
Theme: Break free from the shackles of feudal ethics
