The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

People will eventually realize that most things in this world can be obtained through hard work, except for emotions.

Even if you kneel on one knee, willingly offering her your everything, shouting that you'd give her the universe and the stars.

But the final result will only be like striking a powerful Northwest drum; the harder you hit it, even gritting your teeth until your veins bulge, the more violently the drumhead vibrates.

The resulting drumbeats would resound throughout the heavens and earth, accompanied by mournful and piercing shouts.

When all of this becomes a poignant tale and reaches the ears of the audience, they will be curious to find the source of this sorrow.

Until everyone realized that the drumbeats were your pain, and the loud shouts were your inner monologue about hatred.

But what can you hate if you keep hating?

I hate that he doesn't love me.

Huang Zhiyi was very clear about this.

From beginning to end, she never left even the slightest ripple in Lu Yuan's heart.

This man appeared without any apparent purpose; his mission remained clear from beginning to end.

To save the Five Lakes Gang, which had nothing to do with him personally.

"You have to have a reason for doing all this."

"no."

"If you like lying so much, why don't you lie here?"

"I'll save you and teach you everything, simply because Huang Feiyang only left you as his descendant, and you're perfect for it."

Lu Yuan spoke very frankly.

Huang Zhiyu hated him even more.

He lied about everything else, but he wouldn't lie about this one thing.

Huang Zhiyu asked again:

"How do you really see me?"

"The evaluation is conducted in stages."

How would you describe me when we first met?

"An egg that breaks easily with a single poke."

After careful consideration, Lu Yuan gave a very fair evaluation.

Back then, who didn't think Huang Zhiyu was a ruthless person?

The daughter of a gang leader, with a mature and sophisticated face, smiles sinisterly and calls you a little bastard.

As a result, the protective layer of the egg broke as soon as it was poked.

How would you rate yourself during my older sister's generation?

"A struggling larva."

Lu Yuan even finds it hard to recall the time they spent as siblings.

Because they were planning to use Huang Zhiyu as a tool.

So he had to appease Huang Zhiyi while dealing with the mess that the Five Lakes Gang was making.

Huang Zhiyu's independent upbringing is just like that of most people in the world.

Control, withdrawal, avoidance, hesitation, fear.

I struggle repeatedly to find my place amidst a constant stream of emerging ideas.

Absolutely unappealing.

How would you evaluate myself during the time you were shot?

"Complete metamorphosis".

"Are you referring to complete metamorphosis in insects in biological terms, or to the abnormality of human behavior?"

"You know exactly which one I'm referring to."

Lu Yuan rolled his eyes.

His complete perversion is purely literal.

Would a normal person shoot you first, then run to your bed and bite you?

At that time, Huang Zhiyi completely lost his sense of self.

It's like a student who thinks highly of themselves in school, only to realize after entering society that they are just a cog in the machine.

It was all just an illusion.

His hatred was extreme; he even shot people.

Love can be extreme, employing all sorts of methods, all in an effort to keep others.

"So how would you rate myself now?"

"Do you want me to praise you: 'Wow, beautiful butterfly,'" Lu Yuan said flippantly.

"I knew you wouldn't praise me."

"Wow, a beautiful butterfly." Lu Yuan turned to look at him very seriously, then smiled and said, "Huang Zhiyu, you've really grown up."

An ordinary compliment.

But Huang Zhiyu's eyes were already moist.

In fact, people never truly grow up.

Your terrible past and childhood are frozen in time: the empty house, the road home you were too afraid to walk on because of bullying, the sound of your parents arguing and smashing plates...

No one can build a time machine to go back in time and change you.

Your most genuine fears, anxieties, and desires are still hidden there.

So even though Hwang Chi-yi has become a beautiful butterfly.

Inside the ancestral hall, countless people respectfully call her "Young Miss," while outside, rumors circulate that she is a formidable, murderous butterfly; some parents have even started using her name to scare their children into going to bed early...

But she still hoped to have a namer, like the first planet in the universe to be captured by humans.

From then on, it was owned and used by the observer.

This almost pathological dependence was her only means of fighting against the "unbearable lightness of being."

"The unbearable lightness of being" refers to absolute freedom that is completely free from responsibility, weight, and meaning.

This wasn't Huang Zhiyu's own statement; it was Milan Kundera's.

It is as ephemeral as a star drifting in the vast universe.

If she could, she would even prefer Lu Yuan to lock her up.

The other end of the chain is Lu Yuan, and this end is her; the chain represents the bond of belonging.

But growing up is just such a process.

Because whether or not someone has grown up depends on external evaluations.

You must hide your truest desires and fears, and use all sorts of means to conceal yourself in order to gain more recognition.

It's like you have a foot fetish, but you have to hide these thoughts, otherwise people will say you're perverted.

Huang Zhiyu also had to hide all of this, so that perhaps they could get closer.

Because she had already asked about the distance once while she was at the hospital.

She asked Lu Yuan to name her.

Lu Yuan said, "You are Huang Zhiyi."

Lu Yuan refused to claim ownership of her and told her: You are just yourself.

Lu Yuan put his hands in his pockets, waved, and left under the moonlight.

Ah Jie will take him to the pier; his ferry ticket has already been bought.

From this moment on, he will bid farewell to everything here.

"He's gone."

"OK."

This is how adults say goodbye; restraint becomes the final expression.

Everything will be covered up with his departure.

It's about a legend about a prince, a relationship that ended before it even began, and a woman's true desires.

She will live her life the way she "grows up" from now on.

The turning point in a person's growth is precisely at this moment.

When you express your feelings and are rejected, when you reveal your true needs and are ignored.

It's like writing a love confession essay overnight, only to receive a curt "Good morning" the next day.

Those inner feelings will eventually be hidden in one's heart and will never be brought up again.

Neon lights flowed freely through the streets and alleys, with signs in Ximending and Xinyi District layered upon each other—vibrant reds, cool blues, and mesmerizing purples. The light and shadow blended together in the humid air, creating a hazy, misty atmosphere. Cars left long trails of light.

Like luminous rivers.

The cyber city's nights are filled with a psychedelic atmosphere.

No one knows what the men and women on this street are really thinking.

It's like nobody knows.

Why would a girl named Ah Zhen knock on the door of the powerful Xing family?

Her first words were: "I am pregnant with the Crown Prince's child."