After a failed suicide attempt by sand burial, Xu Qinghui lay in despair on the ground, only to see a handsome, disheveled man walk out of his house.
Xu Qinghui: My type. Heaven doesn't want me dead yet, hahaha.
He thought he was incredibly clever. With a little trick, he easily got the man under his thumb. The process was full of close calls, and there were times he doubted himself and suffered, but luckily, a happy ending was just around the corner.
He got what he wanted and fell in love...
He was also used, and now he couldn't escape.
Standing on a rooftop as the wind howled, Xu Qinghui wondered: Is this really how it ends?
Xiao Zixin x Xu Qinghui
Perfect in public, cruel in private gong x gloomy, crazed shou who loves without being loved in return
Bad ending. Neither lead is perfect. Written in a fit of madness, no logic, read with caution.
Theme: Love others, but love yourself even more.
