The Bodhisattva lowers her gaze; the Vajra glares in wrath. The temple was packed with people, and Zhao Pingzhi spotted Zhou Jinzhen painting a Bodhisattva in a corner at a glance.
He loved the young woman and used every means to win her over, only to push her away in the year she loved him most.
When they parted, she said, “Play a murder mystery game with me?”
He said, “All right.”
“Zhao Pingzhi, I still became your bride.”
“Jinzhen, there’s no future for us.” In the dim light, the young woman couldn’t see the tears in his eyes, or the reluctance in his expression.
He pushed the person he loved most away.
The story began with his calculated approach;
The story ended with his painstaking departure.
P.S.
● The age gap is nine years.
● The male lead loves the female lead deeply. It wasn’t reality that defeated them, but the author’s melodrama.
● This is a tragic ending! Take note! A tragic ending!
● The story isn’t long, at most a hundred thousand or so characters. If it goes over, pretend I never said that.
● Blurb written on July 16, 2025, and screenshot uploaded to Weibo.
Theme: If there is another life, I will love you then
