The first time Lin Mo met Su Wan was in a corner of the university library. She was wearing a clean white dress, and sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting mottled, flickering patches of light across her like a still painting. At that moment, Lin Mo felt a sudden ray of light pierce his desolate world. He had never been so certain of anything in his life—he had to have her.
Throughout his pursuit, Lin Mo displayed the utmost gentleness and patience. He remembered every single one of Su Wan's preferences: she liked her soy milk warm in the morning, disliked cilantro, suffered from menstrual cramps... Like a precision machine, he meticulously managed every detail of her life. At first, Su Wan was touched; Lin Mo's deep affection made her feel secure. She thought this was what love looked like at its very best.
They naturally became a couple, then graduated and moved in together. Life gradually transitioned from romantic poetry into trivial daily routines. Yet Lin Mo's "love" for Su Wan did not dilute over time; instead, like fermented wine, it grew richer and heavier—so heavy it became impenetrable and suffocating.
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