(I)
Once their marriage contract was signed, Zhu Qingjia and Chen Yidong were bound together for a full eighteen years.
In the eyes of others, they were a pair of lovers who resented each other. Everyone could see that this marriage would trap them both.
Zhu Qingjia thought so too, and ran away.
Two years later, they met again in Florence. Seeing his peach-blossom face made her heart flutter once more, so she took the marriage contract and booked a room.
When their springtime passion came to an end, Zhu Qingjia left a handwritten letter breaking off the engagement, then fled in a panic once again.
(II)
Four years passed in a flash. Zhu Qingjia got blind drunk at his bar.
Chen Yidong felt no shame about taking advantage of her. In full view of everyone, he carried her into the bridal chamber, and they spent another night of blissful passion together.
Afraid she would run away, Chen Yidong stayed awake all night, his eyes dark with feelings he couldn't put into words.
The next morning, Zhu Qingjia coolly pushed a card toward him. "Take the money and leave."
But he gripped her wrist tightly, and she heard him grind out, "Zhu Qingjia, open your eyes and look. I'm your man."
She feigned surprise, as if she had only just recognized him.
"Stop pretending." The slim card fell to the floor. He stroked her slender neck with one hand, taking his time. "Zhu Xianxian, I've caught you again."
"What?"
"Tonight."
He hadn't missed that night. He had seized it.
Photographer vs. bar owner.
You're heartless, I'm cold-blooded. If that's how it is, then let's go to heaven together.
Tonight, or never.
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