Butterflies on a Spring Night

It took Que Xi nineteen years to leave the towering mountains that blocked out the sky and reach the dazzling city.

That night, she was selling drinks at a bar. A bottle that cost a little over ten yuan was supposed to sell for three thousand.

Que Xi was timid.

Working part-time at a bar was tough. Someone made an inappropriate remark, and during the argument, a man grabbed her wrist and shielded her behind him.

The man was handsome, with a cool look in his eyes. One glance from him was enough to make the troublemakers fall silent.

After sending them away, the man lifted his chin. "How much for your drink?"

"Th-three thousand."

"Leave it here."

Later, Que Xi stared silently at the bill for three hundred thousand.

The manager said, "Do you know who that was? The third young master of the Zhou family in Jingbei."

*

Zhou Jingzhi was no good man. The only two times he showed compassion in his life were for the same person.

The first time, he stepped in at the bar when she was being bullied.

The second time, on a rainy night in Nancheng, he asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

Que Xi's eyes brimmed with laughter. She had always known there was a world of difference between them.

"Every year on the third day of the third lunar month, I'll pray for Third Brother at Yunzhe Temple."

Zhou Jingzhi turned and walked into the vast curtain of rain.

What he didn't expect was that, years later, there would be a third time, and countless more after that.

Afterward, Zhou Jingzhi went to Yunzhe Temple every spring, but never once saw her there to pray.

Que Xi, you liar.

[Reader's Guide]

1. 1v1, both leads are each other's first.

2. The male lead is no good man, and there's a groveling arc.

3. The heroine may be poor, but she is rich in spirit and always grows toward the light.

4. Blurb written on April 7, 2024, with a screenshot saved as proof. Plagiarism will be pursued.

Theme: Grow toward the light, and always love yourself first.