"Pain"
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Looks like this guy following me could be useful, I wonder if I can make metal appear out of nowhere.
Arriving at Miyuki's room, the maid quickly opened the door and gestured with her right hand 'this way'. When they both entered the room, the maid excused herself while leaving a comment of 'Enjoooyy~'
Misun. Me and your mom are now on another business trip. Luckily this one only last a month or two unlike the other ones also this is going to be our last business trip for a couple of months. We left you money for snacks and pizzas cause I'll know you'll die without them and a decent amount of food. Now we have to go bye Misun oh and even though I love Wendy like a daughter tell her to stop eating all of our food.
Let me now show how far we got:
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Level: 20
'With a step, I bring death. With a breath I bring ruin.'
The rain in this novel isn't just weather. It's a character. It's judgment. It's the emotional atmosphere made physical. Think about it: Jiang Wan first sees Sheng Lianjue in the rain. She moves into his home in the rain. She gets sick in the rain. She waits for him in the rain. She's literally drowning in this relationship and the author won't let us forget it for a single chapter. But rain also cleanses. It washes away what's false. And isn't that what's happening here? The marriage was built on lies—forced by Old Madam Sheng, maintained by secrecy, sustained by mutual pretense. The rain is stripping all of that away, drop by drop. The password being changed is another symbol I can't stop thinking about. A home should be a place you can enter freely. When Jiang Wan can't get in, it's not just a plot device—it's the physical manifestation of her emotional exile. She is a wife who cannot enter her own marriage. Then there's the IV drip. She pulls it out herself. This woman who has spent the entire novel being acted upon—acted into marriage, acted out of her home, acted against by her family—makes one deliberate, painful choice on her own terms. It's small, but it's everything. The most powerful symbol though is the Maybach. It follows her. It waits. It's a gilded cage with leather seats and tinted windows. Sheng Lianjue can control when it arrives, where it goes, who sits inside—but he can't control whether she gets in. And that terrifies him more than anything. This novel is about what happens when love becomes a prison and freedom becomes impossible. The rain just keeps falling.
fire… steppes… tears…
(Edel drake: 10%)