Ding Mo

Back then, he was still very poor, and his mood soured after losing a competition. She secretly bought him food to eat and even made him weed the yard as a chore.
He squatted amidst the weeds, with a tragic-hero look on his face, "Look, Xunsheng, all this is the empire I have conquered for you!"
Xu Xunsheng: "Idiot."
…
Latter, he stood before millions, with the empire at his back. But the only question he wanted to ask was, "Can we keep loving each other?"
Just like back in the day, when you fell in love with a me who had nothing.

Faithful in love

For Yu Cenye, this winter had never been as intolerable as these days.


Actually, he still joked and argued daily with his brothers, smoked, listened to music, and composed during his free time. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the stuff he wrote was pretty remarkable, tinged with melancholy. He'd play and sing it once, and it would mess Zhao Tan up so much that his eyes would glaze over in a daze. In the evenings, he would sing with a hysterical roar, welcoming the frenzied worship of an increasing number of fans. Occasionally, he'd scroll through Weibo and see that a single comment almost reached a thousand likes. At that moment, he'd have this fleeting thought: Maybe he was gradually becoming famous, he had attracted so many people's affection, he was so great, why couldn't she be impressed?


Chapter 32: King of Resentment (Part 1)