High-ranking families, love and desire, free to read in full
A faithless man is like a cloud that never lingers. His affection drifts past, never to look back. The love he gives is like a passing shower: the rain comes with the clouds, then stops when they move on, leaving without a trace.
Qin Xinluo was caught in one such passing shower, and inevitably fell for a man.
After that, there was no after.
Liang Xiqi once told her that love was nothing but a trick used to fool young girls.
He stopped fooling her.
And yet, in the dead of night, no one was closer to each other than they were.
He took her to Xuemei Mountain to enjoy the spring, took her to Sanya for the winter, and walked hand in hand with her through Szeged. With a stern face and a gentle voice, he corrected her: "Zhenzhen, how can you say we have no future?"
There were also countless times they clung to each other until they were spent. When he called her "Zhenzhen" with such tender affection, he seemed to truly love her.
It had all been a game. He could turn his love on and off at will. He gave his affections freely and without shame.
After leaving him, Qin Xinluo used the connections she'd made through him and her sharp, keen fashion sense to rise swiftly through the ranks and become the editor-in-chief of a renowned fashion magazine.
One day, their paths crossed at a dinner party when Liang Xiqi showed up with his new girlfriend.
Liang Xiqi froze, only then realizing that the magazine's editor-in-chief was her.
Qin Xinluo simply smiled.
For some reason, she remembered the year she'd gone home for Lunar New Year. Her grandmother had heard that she had a new boyfriend and insisted on giving her a men's sweater vest she'd knitted overnight. She brought it back to Beidu and stayed at his place. The vest sat in her suitcase, but she never dared give it to him, afraid it would make things awkward between them.
Later, Liang Xiqi found the vest himself. A man born to wealth, who knew nothing of life's hardships, had treasured an ordinary handmade sweater vest so dearly.
Frowning in displeasure, he scolded her: "Zhenzhen, why didn't you give it to me? I'm going to tell Grandma."
Qin Xinluo suddenly wanted to ask Liang Xiqi if he could still remember where that sweater vest was now. It had probably been forgotten and left gathering dust in some corner of one of his homes.
She was no longer a little girl, but he was still the same, treating life like a game and drifting through it without a care.
Qin Xinluo realized that it didn't hurt so much anymore.
Content warning: Neither lead is a virgin. The male lead is a playboy, and there are many, many potential deal-breakers. Read with caution.
Theme: Embrace the different journeys life brings
