Love at first sight is an abyss. Six years ago, at a bar. Tang Xi, drugged by a man, sought refuge in Qin Wanshuang's arms. Qin Wanshuang looked at those familiar eyes, and her usually indifferent gaze flickered. The air was filled with a faint, pleasant feminine perfume. Tang Xi looked up, her confused mind only filled with amazement. So love at first sight really existed. At eighteen, she fell for someone for the first time. Qin Wanshuang's throat tightened: "Are you willing to come with me?" Tang Xi, blinded by beauty: "I am willing." In the hotel bed, Tang Xi's face flushed red from not knowing how to kiss. Qin Wanshuang pulled back slightly, unable to take her eyes off Tang Xi's. Her beautiful fingers traced around Tang Xi's eyes. "How old are you?" The girl's long lashes fluttered, her red lips parting: "Today is my eighteenth birthday. I..." Before she could finish, Qin Wanshuang kissed her again. * One night of passion, a contract, seven years. She was distant, hot and cold. Tang Xi knew they were unequal. She had once hoped Qin Wanshuang could love her, until she learned that Qin Wanshuang had always had a white moonlight in her heart, and that white moonlight had eyes very similar to hers. Only then did she understand that she had always been a substitute. Seeing Qin Wanshuang with her white moonlight, she realized that Qin Wanshuang could smile so brightly, could be so gentle. When Tang Xi was maliciously targeted, Qin Wanshuang was indifferent. When Tang Xi was slandered by the white moonlight, Qin Wanshuang stood by and did nothing. Qin Wanshuang showed rare gentleness in front of her, but it wasn't for her; she was only cold to her. Her soft heart was scarred and battered. She was tired. Perhaps leaving was the only way to heal the bleeding wounds. Tang Xi thought she should leave. But why wouldn't Qin Wanshuang let her go? If she didn't love her, why hold her back? Qin Wanshuang rarely lost control. She couldn't stand anyone showing kindness to Tang Xi, couldn't stand anyone pursuing Tang Xi, couldn't stand Tang Xi smiling at others... Was this love? * A new story is being serialized next door. Please add it to your collection~ Mwah mwah~ "Belated Deep Affection" Shen Yimian, a pure and pitiful little cabbage & Yu Qinghuan, who has no heart and doesn't know love Yu Qinghuan was a prominent figure at Luocheng University, and also the second young miss of the Brilliant Jewelry Group. Pampered since childhood, noble and dazzling, she was a daughter of heaven. Shen Yimian followed Yu Qinghuan's footsteps to Luocheng University, but never dared to hope for any interaction with her. Yet, the two parallel lines crossed and intersected. For Shen Yimian, Yu Qinghuan repeatedly condescended to visit her narrow, dark rental room. In a space so small that turning around would bring them together, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air. Yu Qinghuan didn't like her making sounds in bed. Shen Yimian didn't know the reason and was too embarrassed to ask. No matter how unbearable it was, she would only bite her lip and endure, her eyes glistening with tears, the corners of her eyes red. Yu Qinghuan would hold her, kissing her and saying "I like you." Although they got together without a confession, Shen Yimian always felt that Yu Qinghuan liked her too. Shen Yimian secretly rejoiced that someone had finally come to love her. The dream shattered in her senior year. By chance, Shen Yimian overheard a conversation between Yu Qinghuan and her friend. The person's eyes were smiling, but the words she uttered were ice-cold: "Heh, I'm a bit tired of her. But who told Shen Yimian's eyes to resemble hers a little?" "Boom!" Something exploded in Shen Yimian's mind. Her eyes quickly filled with tears. She couldn't hear what was said after that. So Yu Qinghuan liked her eyes because they looked like the person she loved. So Yu Qinghuan didn't like her making sounds in bed because her voice would break the illusion. So the tattoo on Yu Qinghuan's chest wasn't for decoration, but to engrave the person she loved on her heart. ... So, Yu Qinghuan didn't like her after all. It was all her imagination. Yu Qinghuan said she was tired. Then she would tactfully leave. Anyway, Yu Qinghuan didn't like her, so she wouldn't like her either. Yu Qinghuan always thought Shen Yimian was just a pastime when she was bored. She liked Shen Yimian entirely because of her familiar eyes. She was the one in control. Until Shen Yimian quietly disappeared from her world. * Author's note: 1. There are drafts and an outline, so feel free to follow. At least 3000 words daily, no breaks. Please supervise, little darlings. If I break, I'll send red envelopes~ 2. The protagonists have their own flaws. You can criticize and complain, but please don't personally attack. If you really can't accept it, we'll continue in the next book~ 3. Dog blood! Mark this!