[Five-year age gap | The powerful man bows his head | Female prosecutor x elite of the capital]
Xiang Qing first met Pei Yichuan beneath the eaves of a building at Peking University on a rainy day. She ducked under his umbrella. "Sir, could I borrow your umbrella to get out of the rain?"
Pei Yichuan glanced at her business attire and silently allowed her impertinent intrusion.
She used that umbrella for the next four years.
Xiang Qing isn't a bad person, but she isn't a good person either.
She has struggled in the mud for more than twenty years, seen beasts ruling over several mountains, and lived in a dark, windowless mud-brick house. She is determined to climb to the top. Without something to gain, no one can make her stay.
The day she leaves Pei Yichuan, she turns away without hesitation and tells him frankly:
"I want to stand at the very top."
Later, her career really does take off, but her own family drags her back into the mire. Rain pours down as she sits stranded on the steps by the roadside.
Suddenly, a patch of shelter appears above her. She looks up and sees Pei Yichuan, whom she hasn't seen in a long time, approaching with a black umbrella.
His well-tailored suit is damp at the shoulders. The fingers gripping the umbrella handle have gone pale. For the first time, he sees her eyes turn red.
The man's expression is cool and detached as he tilts the umbrella toward her.
"I'll lend you my umbrella once more."
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"I was the one who raised her to the clouds. How could I ever let her fall?"
Theme: A bright moon high in the clouds, my heart is devoted to Qingqing.
