Breeze Never Too Late

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride.
Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone.
At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated.
Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment.
Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness?
But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch."
Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

Stars In His Eyes

"I know you don't believe." He Zhilan pouted, no longer voicing any arguments. Instead, she simply lay down on the lawn, her face turned up towards the sky. The world around her suddenly felt more expansive. In this season, one could easily spot the Big Dipper and Polaris hanging high in the sky just by lifting one's gaze.


He Teng glanced at He Zhilan but remained seated upright without saying anything. Thus, they sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts — one seated and the other lying down.


After a long while, He Teng was the first to notice that He Zhilan was perhaps all too quiet. He looked over to see her eyes closed and her breathing shallow. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Had He Zhilan genuinely fallen asleep just like that?


"Get up, and go back to the guesthouse to sleep." He Teng nudged He Zhilan gently.


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