“I fell in love with the person I hate.”
Cool, aloof femme fatale Black Rose × cold, gloomy mad dog
A blizzard in Beicheng.
Jiang Yishuang told Jin Shilin to buy her Black Baccara roses and not come home if he couldn't find any. He searched the whole city and finally got them, but when he returned, he found that every trace of her had vanished.
“I hate him, but I think I’ve fallen in love with him. It’s causing me unbearable pain.”
The doctor’s advice was to stay away from the source of the illness. Jiang Yishuang decided to take it.
Jin Shilin saw the letter she left behind. His gaze stopped on the last line.
“Jin Shilin, the truth is, I’ve always hated you.”
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When Jiang Yishuang was little, she couldn't understand why her mother brought Jin Shilin home and told her to call him her older brother. He was the one who had broken up her family.
Once, while he slept, she had pressed her hand against his throat. Too young to understand, she thought dying together would be the best offering she could make to her father.
Jin Shilin found Jiang Yishuang in a city in the south. He placed a dead Black Baccara rose beside her desk, then clasped her throat. “When we were kids, you did this while I was asleep.”
Jiang Yishuang’s breath caught. He had been awake back then?
He moved his hand away and guided hers to his own throat. “You couldn't bring yourself to kill me then. I’m giving you another chance now.”
“Shuangshuang, either love me or cut off my breath.”
If she could bring herself to squeeze just a little harder, he would have a perfectly reasonable way to leave this world. His suicide note was already written.
In Jiang Yishuang’s memories, Jin Shilin was solitary and taciturn. She often tormented him in all kinds of ways, and he always obediently went along with it. There were even... quite a few scars on his body that she had deliberately inflicted.
But now things seemed to have changed.
In this city where she knew no one, he had taken over her home again. He had become clingy, unreasonable, even crazed.
But this was who he really was.
Jin Shilin had fallen in love with Jiang Yishuang long ago. He had even concealed the truth and let her hate him. He thought that if he obeyed her enough, she would gradually let go of her resentment, but apparently not.
But Jiang Yishuang could only love him. Or destroy him.
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Jiang Yishuang thought Jin Shilin was a lunatic, a clingy leech who wormed his way everywhere, even more pervasive than the damp air in the south.
She also knew his weak spot better than anyone.
Jiang Yishuang deliberately hurt herself where Jin Shilin could see, then smiled innocently. “Does it hurt you to see this?”
She rubbed the bloody dirt onto his lips and asked what she truly wanted to know. Her delicate features were shaded with gloom. “Tell me, why won't you let me go?”
“Because I love you.” He pressed his lips together, savoring her offering.
If he were noble, he would stay away as she wished. But he was so base and despicable that he wanted this Black Baccara to bloom for him in every season.
tips/
The male lead really is a gloomy, unhinged psycho, a pure black lotus. The female lead is crazy too, and neither is a perfect character!! If that’s not your thing, please don’t read it~
A healing story about second chances after a breakup
Theme: Striving for a better life
