Excessive Attachment

Sweet, devoted male star x free-spirited female painter

Cheng Jiayun first met Xie Xiao in a small town beneath the warm spring sun.

Back then, he was an obscure actor, caught in a contract termination dispute and plagued by scandals. He was despondent, listless, and kept everyone at arm's length.

They ran into each other several times, sometimes by chance and sometimes not. She was the one who deliberately flirted with him, but he was the one who fell deeper and deeper.

With her paintbrush, she showed him a beautiful world at odds with reality, and stayed by his side through the darkest days of his life.

From then on, the clouds lifted from Xie Xiao's life, and the gloom dispersed.

She met Xie Xiao again in Jingzhou City, where snow blanketed the sky.

He had successfully terminated his contract, turned public opinion around, and become a newly risen top-tier star. His stage performances were sold out, and offers for TV dramas and variety shows kept coming.

Yet at the height of his fame, the hugely popular star announced his marriage, once again setting the trending topics ablaze.

At an awards ceremony, everyone was cheering for the winners. Only Xie Xiao turned around and embraced a lucky audience member below the stage.

When the camera focused on the girl in his arms, the crowd was stunned to see matching wedding rings on their hands.

When reporters questioned him, he only smiled in silence. But on Weibo, he made a bold announcement:

"She is the one who dreams me into being, my therapist, and the rest of my life."

-A little extra-

One day, Cheng Jiayun opened a magazine interview that described the following in the third person:

"After parting ways with Cheng Jiayun, Xie Xiao had only two things left in his life:

First: Stand at the top, where she can see him.

Second: Find her, and hold on tight."

"So, did you find her in the end?" the host asked expectantly in the follow-up interview room.

Xie Xiao touched the silver ring on his ring finger. A smile crept into his eyes. "I did."

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At seventeen, Shu Yiyan transferred to Nanyin High School. Cool and quiet, the girl carried a violin on her back. Her introduction was only five short characters, yet she became the center of everyone's attention.

But in the aloof, solitary girl's heart was a secret longing for someone she could never tell anyone about.

Han Zhen was her cousin's childhood friend, and a year ahead of her at school.

After her cousin told him, "She's my little sister. Keep an eye on her," he looked after her in every possible way for a whole year.

A year was enough time to fall for someone. Shu Yiyan needed only three months to fall for him.

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At their school, everyone said Han Zhen was exceptionally well-mannered, with kindness woven into his very bones.

But only Shu Yiyan knew that loving him meant breaking herself apart from within.

It was knowingly choosing to sink into misery.

In the bitter winter of that year, Shu Yiyan finally worked up the courage to confess, but the moment she heard those words, she lost her nerve.

"Han Zhen, who's that girl? Why are you looking after her so much?"

"Oh, her. She's a good friend's little sister."

Her youthful dreams and the love she never got to confess were both buried in the deep winter snow.

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They met again years later.

Shu Yiyan was invited by a TV station to perform the theme song for its weather forecast, only to meet Han Zhen, now a meteorologist, in the conference room.

Their bosses introduced them as a potential match, but the meeting ended badly.

After a huge argument, she raised her hand and slapped him.

He grabbed her chin and kissed her hard.

After night fell, tears and sweat mingled. When their endless, tender entanglement was over, she pushed him away and said coldly, "Don't worry. I won't cling to you this time."

But he pulled her into his arms like a precious treasure he'd lost and found again.

"Yiyan, I've loved you for far more than these past few years."

"You don't know that."

Theme: Make peace with yourself.