Blurb:
Wang Wang loves Qing Yi, but only realizes it after the fact.
Her love is like a clear stream in a mountain ravine, gentle and unhurried, flowing on and on.
At first, when Qing Yi stood before her with blood covering her hands, begging her to care, Wang Wang said, “What's the point? You're going to leave sooner or later. Isn't it better to keep things as they are?”
There is no doubt that she loves Qing Yi.
But she has so many ties holding her back: her younger sister, her work, and her willingness to bow to convention.
Of all the people she could have fallen for, she chose a madwoman who doesn't care if she lives or dies, and only knows how to hurt herself and make Wang Wang worry.
Their love has no future. Qing Yi can't let go, so Wang Wang has to be the one to say it.
Wang Wang never thought Qing Yi could go that far. But when Qing Yi set herself on fire, Wang Wang regretted everything.
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Qing Yi loves Wang Wang, and she's lost her mind over it.
Her love is like a volcanic eruption, determined to burn everything in its path to ash.
She doesn't know how to love, yet finds herself swept up in it.
That day, she saw Wang Wang smiling at another woman with her own eyes. Furious, she threw herself into another deadly predicament and waited for Wang Wang to save her.
Her reckless disregard for her own life made Wang Wang finally steel herself to act.
That night, after Qing Yi's screams died away, she slid down against the door to the floor. In a hushed, desperate voice, she begged Wang Wang not to take her love away. She was at fault, and she would change.
The moment Wang Wang opened the door, Qing Yi saw the light.
Reading guide:
1. Wang Wang is avoidant; Qing Yi is self-destructive.
2. Bad ending.
3. This is a heartrending story. If you're easily affected by angst, think carefully before reading.
Theme: Love
