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A letter arrives in autumn, when the golden rain trees bloom.
In the second year of their bloom, Wen Cong'er decided she would stop loving Shen Duqin.
Please note:
* One-on-one romance
* Mutual devotion
* Bad ending
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My next book will be Drunk on You:
Rumor had it that Pei Zhoudu was called "more delicate than a flower" because he was frail and sickly, and would nearly collapse after just a few steps.
Until one day, someone saw him take on three people at once in a dark alley, without breaking a sweat.
With someone else's blood on his hands, Pei Zhoudu walked slowly to the mouth of the alley, his eyes lowered. "Nongnong, my hand hurts."
He wasn't trying to play the victim, but he looked so pitiful.
The girl at the alley's entrance, dressed in a pretty skirt, carefully wiped the blood from his hand with a handkerchief, a hint of anger on her face.
The battered man pointed at Pei Zhoudu and cursed, "You son of a bitch, you dare hit me?!"
The very next second, the usually mild-mannered girl glared at him. "I hit you because I wanted to. Did I have to wait for a special occasion?!"
"My hand hurts from hitting you, too!" She thought of something and angrily spat out, "Idiot!"
Pei Zhoudu couldn't help chuckling. "Aw, babe, he's not worth it."
"What else have you learned?" Pei Zhoudu lightly traced a finger across Shu Nong's palm. "Try cursing me out first."
The guy who wasn't worth her time: "???"
[Bonus scene]
One day, Shu Nong casually picked up a wood carving Pei Zhoudu had gone to great lengths to find.
His buddy was stunned. "You wouldn't even let us touch it when we begged you. You said your little wife wouldn't let anyone touch it. How come she gets to play with it just like that?!"
"Don't make that comparison. You're not even in the same league." Pei Zhoudu didn't have a heart, and didn't even blink as he replied in an unhurried tone, "My darling can play with whatever she wants."
Then he gave a lazy laugh and added, "She could even play with me."
His buddy: ...You son of a bitch!
Theme: Before fate takes us by surprise, let us hold each other close with all our strength.
