Cold on Mount Nan

I once loved someone.

Sadly, I was young and knew nothing. By the time I understood my feelings, that person was already gone.

I built a little house halfway up the mountain. In my spare time, I made tea and cooked meals. In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

Then one day, I met someone.

He had the same face and the same voice as that person. Everything about him felt so familiar.

Except he'd forgotten me.

· Cold-faced chief of the escort agency x lively childhood friend and junior sister

· An extremely, extremely short story

- Completed works in my collection: River and Mountain Sunk in Jade, Old Tales of Chengshan

- Upcoming works: The Abyssless, Red Pair, Inn of the Returning Guest

Theme: The deep love one longs for is beyond one's reach