Mao_Yuxuan

They had known each other for a long time. For eight years they were best friends and for twelve years they were lovers. 

They had passed two decades. 

Eight years, people admired their closeness; five years was a curse; two years was a loveliness, and the rest was the curse of five years ago came back like a sweet thing that made them understand many things. 

Five years. At the start of their relationship, Ai Zhiyi endured and abandoned his pride, as did his lover, Chu Weixu. 

Ai Zhiyi was an ordinary young man who had a relationship with someone because of luck. 

Meanwhile, Chu Weixu was a young man of wealth, honor, and dignity, who had a relationship with him by fate. 

Ai Zhiyi was only too comfortable with their love story, so he became stubborn. 

It was possible that he was trapped, thus dividing his time into three distinct periods. 

Chu Weixu loved him, but his family and he were completely opposite things. 

However, it was ultimately time that answered all the complexities of their relationship.

Chu Weixu, "If you gaze at the sea, it's wide, isn't it? But, if you compare it to my love, then it's nothing." 

Ai Zhiyi, "You're really good at seducing me." 

Chu Weixu, “For you, it sounds I'm seducing you, but no. It's exactly what I feel from the depth of my heart. I love you to death."

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Cover: Mao

- The plot will be super super super slow. I warn you lol. 

- Rape/Violence, but not details/intense.

- cheesy LOL, a lot of mozzarella.

This book is not perfect grammatically. But, I'll try my best. So, if you are looking for a book with good grammar, this book is not for you. There are a lot of flaws in the writing, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Don't hesitate to correct it if you find any errors. That will be very helpful. ^^

UPDATE when I CAN. ~>_

Gaze At The Wide Blue Sea

After passing through a long and wide road, a 150cc black sports motorcycle stopped right in front of a noodle shop. Soon after, two well-matched-looking men got out of their vehicle, carrying a recognizable familiarity — an old, long-lost air in the place.

The lights on both sides of the noodle shop were dim, revealing a familiar simple shape — seemingly unchanged since their last visit.

In front of the noodle shop, there was a pamphlet standing, it read Xian Pen Pen Noodle Shop by Li Family with a big picture of a bowl of noodles, and beside it was a pig's smiling face; a familiar name that never even changed; which brought unforgettable memories from many years ago.

At there, a middle-aged woman in her fifties looked like she was about to close the noodle shop already, but as soon as she saw two familiar men standing in front of her noodle shop with a smile, instantly the elation of a long separation brought a joyful smile to her face.

A Bowl of Noodles Only Costed 2 Yuan