To care for her ailing sweetheart, college student Lu Chenchen gave up her white-collar office job and chose the higher-paying caretaker profession instead. Going around in circles, she ended up at the Mao family’s home.... more>>

The Mao family background was complicated. Old Madam Mao was not her son Yanning's birth mom, but his young aunt. His wife was Old Madam Mao’s first love's daughter, spoiled and pampered. Despite over ten years of marriage, husband and wife were distant.

To repay Old Madam Mao’s kindness in raising him, and for the sake of his three children, Mao Yanning endured again and again - not just a loveless but outright destructive marriage.

Lu Chenchen walked on eggshells among these people - carefully serving young and old, currying favor with the lady of the house without offending the man of the house, while also worrying about his sweetheart’s illness and missing “his” elders and children back home. Her heart was like a cookie flattened between the pages of life, living a difficult and cautious existence.

However, as the saying goes, "You reap what you sow." A life that has been polished will eventually shine with a brilliance that ordinary years cannot compare. <<less

The rarest situation is that many years later, I still love you, and you love me too. ... more>>

Reunion after misunderstandings—HE. <<less

When she was much younger, Meng Sheng Nan had a crush. But she never knew if she was his type, and so she suppressed her love for him.... more>>

Many years later, she met him again in her hometown.

He was no longer the unruly and carefree youth and now often shuttles about the old streets of JiangCheng in his flip-flops. He stood before her dirty and unshaved, with a history of hardships behind his eyes.

Her heart raced, as he chased after her. For her, he had renewed his efforts and started from scratch to redeem himself. It was as though he responded to the line she wrote in a book she sent him many years ago:

“I want him to amend his ways and not waste his youth.” <<less

This world is cruel.... more>>

Life is fragile, and the lives around us are constantly being lost.

I was born in a glass cylinder, floating in liquid.

Right, I was aware of myself.

A green stone was implanted in my body, and when I recovered from having fainted, everything around me had turned to rubble. All the glass cylinders other than mine had burst, and no one was alive.

A world completely devoid of living beings.

First things first, I wanted to get out of there.

All on my own, I went around the world, without knowing anything.

I have a peculiar constitution, and am denied my death.

Even so, I still wanted to be human.

Desperately holding onto life, continuously struggling despite my powerlessness.

As if to mock me, countries, armies, and magical weapons, all trample across the world.

And then, I lost my loved one.

That which was important to me, all of it, gone.

And so that’s why I decided to destroy the world. <<less

At least three years had passed.
Isabelle stayed alive during the time they were apart.
The one thing she really couldn’t do was die.
Because she had a lover that promised to marry her, Arno.... more>>

So she lived. She gritted her teeth and lived.
Even if she was made fun of or slapped by the King of the enemy country, she lived.
After arduous struggles, she finally met Arno,

“Isabelle, I hate you.”

The person she loved so much hated her.

With the same tongue that kissed his mistress, Arno uttered countless invectives.
Even so, Isabelle was still unable to stop loving him.

But her love was not infinite.
The more she looked at Arno, the more she crumbled.

By the time Isabelle could no longer ignore it,

"If I told you that I’d even risked my life for you, would you believe me, Isabelle?"

Arno’s love began once more. <<less