[Complete, happy ending / realistic fiction / bittersweet campus youth / stories of trauma / the heroine's growth / romance is not the main plot / the heroine is morally flawed]
Qin Xiaonan's life was an endless cycle of escape:
- Escaping the school years when she was bullied
- Escaping the boyfriend who made her wither
- Escaping the suffocating family she was born into and the relatives who hurt her
And: escaping the past, but never forgiving the suffering.
"What did you tell him when you came out with me?" Lin Yanming ran his fingers over her smooth back. The kiss marks he'd secretly left there earlier were a little red, and somehow they satisfied a possessiveness he had no right to feel.
"Why would I tell him anything? He wouldn't ask."
"I really don't get him... If he doesn't care about you either, why not just be with me?"
Qin Xiaonan's peripheral vision caught his strong chest as he leaned against the headboard. He really was blessed with a fine physique.
"There's no chance in this life. Get in line and wait for the next one."
Lin Yanming watched Qin Xiaonan get dressed and lightly apply lipstick in front of the mirror. She was still as beautiful as when they first met in their twenties, and now she had an even more composed, unhurried charm.
He liked the way she was now, like a rose he'd cultivated with his own hands.
Even if the rose refused to grow in his pot.
What if I could live it all over again...?
No. There's no need to start over. I'll go and find my own flower.
[This story is dedicated to all the Chinese girls who have ever bloomed in the cracks. If you find a bit of yourself in her story, I hope you can now speak of those unspeakable sorrows with a smile.]
Her life was condensed into a few short pages, tucked among old books no one would ever open again, and eventually became a dusty secret of the heart.
The scars, joys, and sorrows, both deep and shallow, carved themselves into the heart of this ordinary girl.
Some were as light as fate; others cut to the heart.
Author's note: I'm grateful to you, too, for reading my life.
The first chapter is a flashback to "a certain possibility." If you're willing to read the last chapter, you'll understand the little detail I've planted here.
No matter what, I'm grateful someone was willing to read my words. Things will get better for all of us.
Theme: Life is vast. Be brave enough to love.
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Oh my god... This is the most interesting plot I've ever seen! The changing attitudes of men when facing the heroine make people lament the hypocrisy and fragility of love in real life. They love her appearance, but they don't care about her spiritual world, her emotional needs, and her soul. Isn't this an irony? The article is filled with a touch of irony and black humor, as if the author just laying out the reality is poignant enough, which pushes the irony and artistry of the article to a new peak. Anyway, I will continue to look forward to it...
This article is so true that I wanted to cry after reading it, and my heart felt sour and tender. I want to curse a few words, but I wonder why I want to curse. Isn't this just an ordinary life that every girl has more or less overlaps with. After people become numb, they will feel that it is no big deal, so that they will become accustomed to pain, but people should not be like this. The author's style is very good. I hope you will continue writing and I hope you will get out of it.
My wife is a very gentle person, I hope you will get better and better in the future 🌈 Forget all your worries
The writing is very good, please update it.