Xie Yang was born into the mortal world and raised in purgatory. He remains alive only to collect a debt.
Cunning and deceitful, with a smiling face and a cruel nature, he plans every move without leaving a step unaccounted for.
Yet he has never been able to see through one person’s heart.
People with cruel hearts and false faces can always sense their own kind.
They pretend their lies are true affection, but in the performance they put on together, he is the only one who loses himself while knowing exactly what is happening.
But she should never have provoked him.
They are alike, fated to be entangled until death.
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His face looks tender, but his voice is icy. His cool fingertips glide along her cheek, the tingling sensation sinking straight into her heart.
“Tell me, who are you really?”
Lin Ying smiles faintly and takes his hand, then tilts her head to kiss his eyes. “I belong to you, Young Master.”
Xie Yang pauses for a moment. His smile deepens, captivating against his pale face.
“With so many faces, which one hides the real you?”
“A thousand faces, but only one heart.” Lin Ying twirls his hair around her finger, her eyes alluring. “You, of all people, mustn’t fall for me...”
Mimicking him, she traces a fingertip from Xie Yang’s lips down to his chest, pretending to pierce his heart. “Or you’ll be in danger.”
Xie Yang’s smile grows wider. He presses her hand to his chest. “I never planned to live an honest life in this world. And from the moment you came to my side, you had no way out.”
“I don’t want your heart. I only want you.”
Reader’s Guide:
1. Both leads are sexually and romantically exclusive.
2. Both the first and second male leads are protagonists, and both are important.
3. No one in this story is truly innocent or kind.
Blurb written on January 12, 2025 (saved).
Theme: Though mired in the mire, keep your heart turned toward the moon.
