The Bitter Fruit of a Fated Romance

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Gloomy female ghost x sunny guy with a serious mommy complex

Wei Qingyun had been watching the coffee shop employee for a long time.

But after a few hasty relationships, she'd lost interest. She kept wearing a ring to ward off potential suitors.

Looking was fine. She'd sworn not to hurt anyone again.

Xing Zhuo had been watching the poker-faced girl for a long time.

Whenever she came in, they shared a few seconds together.

She didn't look at him, and he pretended not to look at her, while keeping an eye on her ring.

He hated the person who had put a ring on her finger to claim her as a lover.

That damn man could just die.

Xing Zhuo didn't dare let any of it show, terrified she'd avoid him and never come back.

Every day, he cursed her partner to drop dead so he could take his place. He went to a fortune-teller for a breakup ritual and got scammed, then, after reflecting on the experience, taught himself witchcraft.

She stopped coming by.

Two weeks later, she returned.

The ring was gone.

The moment they got together, they embraced and silently swore: They must never let their dark sides show and scare off the kind, harmless person they loved.

Wei Qingyun stroked the deep bite mark on Xing Zhuo's shoulder. Her bloodstained fingers traced his jawline, like ink being added to a sketch.

She sighed as she gazed at the unconscious man. "If I turned you into a specimen and put you by my bed, I could look at you every moment of every day."

But in the end, she was the one who threw him away first.

Xing Zhuo broke down, furious and desperate. At last, he decided to run away and go alone to the place where the two of them had once agreed to die.

Halfway there, in the vast sea of people, he felt her cold gaze on him again.

He couldn't escape.

He should have been filled with hate, but all he felt was the joy of someone desperate for rain finally receiving it.

I can't escape. I can't escape. I can't escape. I can't escape...

At last, I can't escape.

"Symbiotic strangulation," Wei Qingyun wrote in her diary.

Symbiosis: plants grow closely together. Strangulation: they compete for nutrients, suppressing or even killing each other.

Excessive dependence. Freedom confined. No room to grow.

Entwined as tightly as possible, they bleed and weep, living and dying together.

Reader's Guide:

She's so cute. He's so cute. I love them to death.

They're both in a great state of mind and have no moral compass. This includes things like stalking each other, so please avoid if that's not your thing.

Blurb dated 2025.5.15

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