Dark Willows, Bright Flowers

At this very moment, on Earth, there are about 20,000 people suitable to be your life partner... (George Bernard Shaw). If you knew that no matter which direction you head, there would always be 1/20000 of the people in the world waiting for you, would you still be content with continuing to be an unattached introvert?

Fall in Love (The Original Work)

The reason I'm putting this nonsense at the beginning is that I'm worried some readers might not see it and end up misunderstanding. Today's chapter is over 4,000 words. I've combined two chapters to make it flow smoothly, so there's no break in the middle.


So, this is one update, but it's two chapters. Dear readers, please take note.


My tears finally spilled uncontrollably, not from sorrow but from anger. I grabbed the wine glass in front of him, wanting to throw the wine in his face, but my hand trembled for so long that I didn't, instead downing the entire glass and tossing the glass onto the floor as I stormed out.


The red wine wasn't strong, it's called a glass, but really there was less than half a glass. I would never get drunk from that, and with Lin Zefeng's tolerance, even an entire bottle wouldn't be an issue.


Volume Three, Chapter Twenty-Five: We at the End of the World