Dancing with the Wind

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Northern Frontier series: Dancing in the Wind

Plot Summary

Told through Yin He's story, this novel follows his personal growth and romantic entanglements as he travels abroad and meets Shen Hong.

Character Summary

Scheming, unhinged beauty & a taciturn little softie

Yin He: His thought process can be unusual at times. Extremely handsome. A naive sweetheart with a refined, somewhat fussy inner world.

Shen Hong: His mental state has been... quite something since childhood. Deep down, he's a total lunatic, but exceptionally steady in his dealings with others. His father is peerlessly handsome.

Sample Dialogue

"Dad, are those stories in movies about people getting their hands chopped off for playing mahjong true?"

"Of course they're true."

"Then don't go play. You have nice hands."

"Heh, what goes on in that little head of yours all day? When would anyone get the chance to chop off your dad's hands?"

"I'm still worried."

"You don't even know what kind of woman you want... You're the same age as everyone else. You're not a high school student."

"I think my mental state is pretty much like a high school student's."

"Boss Shen, you'd make a great painter if you weren't in business."

"Heh, what if I end up having to sleep under a bridge and drag you along with me?"

"How could that happen? The money your grandfather left you would last several lifetimes, even if you lived in luxury."

"If all you know how to do is spend and not earn, even the biggest fortune will run out. Or someone else will snatch it all away."

※1. This story is something like a spin-off centered on the female lead. It's written in a prose style and told from two perspectives. Taken on its own, it has an open ending.

2. Recommended reading order: Start from the beginning of Yin He's storyline, or start with the later part or bonus chapters of Shen Hong's storyline to understand the whole story.

Theme: Years pass like the wind, and the past is like poetry.