The Starry Sky, The Starry Sea

Shen Luo used to think that because she had no expectations of romance and was unlovably practical, she would never fall in love with a man she should not. So it was hard to believe that even though puberty had ended many years earlier, she found herself in such a dilemma. Although Wu Ju Lan was not a s*umbag, liking him was not much better than liking a wastrel. He was like a dandelion dancing in the wind; no matter how beautiful he was, it did not change the ugly truth that he was a man without roots, without family, without anything to his name. The only necessities in life are clothing, food and accommodation, fire, oil and salt. These things, be it a house or a car, be it jewelry or cl...