When the Fog Rolls In

My historical romance The Heir Regretted It After I Faked My Death is now available. My next contemporary romance, Deeply Hidden, is coming soon. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites.

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The first time Jiang Yu met Fu Zhengnian was when she was at her most wretched. A thick fog hung over the world, and rain was falling. Fu Zhengnian offered her a packet of tissues and said, "Eyes as beautiful as yours should hold a sky full of stars and a vast ocean."

She knew then that he was a very dangerous man.

Later, with nowhere else to turn, Jiang Yu was forced to seek him out. Fu Zhengnian didn't even raise his eyelids. He only asked, "Have you made up your mind?"

Jiang Yu nodded solemnly.

She was an ordinary person, after all. What harm was there in going with the flow for a little while?

From then on, their paths intertwined. The two parallel lines crossed, and they became entangled in a way neither could control.

But rain will stop, fog will lift, and when the fireworks have burned out, everything will eventually return to silence.

At last, the two stood at a crossroads. Fu Zhengnian held a glowing red ember between his fingers, smoke curling around him and veiling his face. He spoke in a subdued voice: "Jiang Yu, the fog has rolled in."

Jiang Yu looked at the New Metropolis Hall, the building that divided them into two separate worlds. As she turned away, she couldn't help wondering whether those eyes, which had witnessed the countless changes of the mortal world, had ever lingered on her.

#Neither lead is a virgin. Be ending. Readers with strong moral boundaries, proceed with caution. ( )

Theme: Love is knowingly surrendering yourself to the depths.