Only shooting stars break the moldSomebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
I need to get myself away from this place
I've been thinking about this one image for hours: Yu Lingxin walking ahead of Jiang Nong in the snow, blocking every gust of wind from hitting her. He's half-dead from the journey, his wounds barely healed, and the first thing he does is position himself between her and the cold. "If I block the wind, it won't blow on you." And she says "Good boy." His smile freezes—stuck between staying and fading. God, that detail. The author captured something so precise there. He wants to be her equal, her partner, something more than a boy she pats on the shoulder. But she keeps reducing him to something she can protect. What's heartbreaking is that Yu Lingxin knows exactly what he's doing. The text tells us: "He knew she liked kind people, so he performed acts of kindness." He's manipulating her pity deliberately, using his suffering as currency to buy her affection. But here's the thing—I don't think he's entirely aware of how much of it is performance and how much is genuine. The moment she waves at him at the palace gate, his breathing falters. That's not acting. That's a boy who genuinely didn't think he held any weight in her heart. And Jiang Nong—she sees through it partially but chooses to play along. She deliberately frames him as a younger brother, creates distance with the word "Sister," yet she can't stop herself from warming his hands, from sending servants to fix his room, from vowing in her past life that she'd make sure he grows into an upright person. The most powerful moment for me though is the internal monologue: "With the Yu Lingxin of now, she was certain her judgment had been sound. A thousand times, ten thousand times, she would still fall for the Yu Lingxin of now. But fate played cruel tricks—changing a good person beyond recognition." This is the core tragedy. She loves who he is now, but she's haunted by who he became. And he—poor, desperate Yu Lingxin—doesn't even know which version of her love he can trust.
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Only shooting stars break the mold
And all that glitters is gold
You'll never shine if you don't glow
I need to get myself away from this place
then uraraka came
setelah log out, aku bersiap untuk pergi makan keluar, sebenarnya aku memiliki banyak pelayan di rumah ku yang besar ini, tapi karena aku ingin memakan nasi goreng di rumah makan favorit ku waktu kuliah dulu, setelah siap, aku menuju ke garasi parkiran semua mobil sports ku dan memilih untuk ku bawa keluar yang mana, dan akhirnya aku memutuskan untuk memakai Lamborghini roadster, dan langsung berangkat menuju tempat yang ku inginkan, setelah menyetir kurang lebih 32 menit, aku sampai di rumah makan nasi goreng favorit ku, dan masuk ketempat itu, ketika aku masuk semua orang melihat kepada, tapi aku tidak mempedulikan nya dan terus mencari tempat duduk dan memanggil pelayan, tapi yang datang bukan pelayan tapi pemilik nya langsung yang juga sudah ku anggap sebagai paman ku sendiri karena waktu aku kuliah aku selalu di kasih makan gratis ketika aku gundah dan bersedih hehehe, dulu rumah makan ini tidak memiliki pelayan dan tidak begitu besar, sekarang sudah jadi lebih besar dan memiliki banyak pelayan, karena aku secara besar-besaran mempromosikan tempat ini dan akhirnya paman memiliki banyak pelanggan tetap yang sering datang, tempat ini tidak hanya menjual nasi goreng tapi masih banyak yang lainnya,
Fu Hongxue berkata, "Darimana Pangeran itu datang?"