[I won't abandon this story. I'll come back and revise it after I finish writing Little Fox!!]
[This story was conceived as a tragedy from the very beginning. If you don't want to read a tragic ending, please don't click.]
Thanks to the adorable Sanqian for the cover. Mwah mwah!
This story was inspired by the premise of "a courtesan skilled at seduction and flirtation being assigned by the person he admires to care for a down-and-out gentleman, only to keep hitting dead ends. Later, he discovers that the person he admires is a villain who wants to harm both the gentleman and him, while the man who has always kept his distance has actually fallen deeply in love with him long ago, but has endured his teasing out of respect."
The first time they meet, he sees the other man pressing a shard of broken porcelain to his own throat.
Later, he runs into him again after he has jumped into a pool and been dragged out, barely alive.
A celebrated courtesan, peerless in both beauty and talent, he gets nothing but "Have some self-respect" from him.
And yet he has no choice but to keep throwing himself at the man, again and again.
A stubborn painter? A stuffy scholar? Or a true gentleman?
Lai'er can't make sense of him, yet can't help being deeply drawn to him.
Proud, dazzling courtesan bottom x mild-mannered painter with hidden depths, a
A peerless pipa and a brilliant brush, freely offered wine in a hidden chamber
A heart full of love meets a heart without it, and the cold moon shines down on all
Great, another embarrassing old work has been born.
Theme: Only after meeting you did I learn of love, and only then did I see myself.
