Pei Zhixiu was famous in high society for his abstinence from women.

The first time he saw Wen Ruosui was in a bar.

She was drenched, her lips trembling. Like a delicate porcelain doll, she exuded a fragile vulnerability.

Yet, when she asked for his help, she revealed an unexpected, gentle resilience.

In that instant, a rare and uncontrollable pang of protectiveness surged in his heart.

When they met again, he saw her being gentle and charming in front of another man, her smile radiant.

The sight of them looking at each other made Pei Zhixiu smell the fermentation of alcohol.

An unbearable sourness made him want to possess her madly.

From the strands of her hair to her fingertips, he wanted every inch of her for himself alone.

After possession came infinite doting; he just wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand forever.

His life had long been numb and decadent, but the love he once found so scarce could not, in the end, withstand her gentleness.

She was like a willow leaf, seeping into his life before he even realized it.

In a daze, he found that spring had already arrived in his life.

The essence of love is sensitivity and possessiveness.

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