After her psychiatric treatment ended, Li Man rented an apartment on a street called Huilong Street.
Late at night, Li Man went out to take out the trash.
Her neighbor, who had been away on a business trip, had returned. He was a young man with clear features and gentle eyes, snow coating the black overcoat he wore over his suit.
They met each other's eyes from neither too near nor too far away.
Li Man's assessment: He puts on a very convincing act of being human, but he's hypocritical and cold beneath the surface, a polished scoundrel.
When she returned, the man was smoking, his fingers long and slender as they held the cigarette.
His white shirt sleeves were rolled halfway up, revealing muscular forearms and a fitness tracker on his wrist.
He glanced at Li Man, his gaze cool and detached.
Li Man walked straight over, met his eyes, and slowly asked, "Are you alone?"
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Li Yan was taught from childhood to be kind and to control his emotions.
That is, until he met Li Man, a beautiful madwoman.
His first impression of her: cold, selfish, self-serving, and crazy.
Those words didn't stop Li Yan from being tempted. Unable to resist, he kissed her lips and murmured, "Manman, try loving me."
"I don't know how to love."
Li Man gazed at him with innocent almond eyes, every word piercing his heart.
"You know that very well, Li Yan."
No. You love me.
You just don't know it.
-Five stages of illness, layer upon layer of love-
|Reading Guide|
.Beautiful woman with dissociative identity disorder x refined criminal defense lawyer
Theme: A strange, strange world, and strange, strange people.
