A lot of people hated this and rated it low. I guess the first time I read this as a novel, I was under the same impression. The novel really frustrated me. But as I cooled down and read the manhwa in Bili-bili, it somehow eased my hatred towards Song Yan. I was just looking forward to a good ending. And for me, it somehow ended beautifully. I have eventually accepted Song Yan after everything he's gone through in the second life where he save Xia Lin and suffered a life long disability and the fact that he chose Xia Lin over the chance to walk normally. I'm not saying that his actions are justified but for me, I feel satisfied to know he has suffered too.
The girl following byul everywhere trying to win him over again is kinda cute… if this was a straight romance story. Sorry girlie, you might just get hurt in the future chapters.
It was totally unexpected. I kept this aside for that moment when I wanted to read fluffy high school story to rest my fatigued heart. But what did I get? This isn’t what I was expecting. I was blown away. I ended up weeping. And when the fun has started you’re gonna end it with a cliffhanger. Nooooooo you can’t do this to me!(╯°Д °)╯╧╧
I was shookedt. I almost fainted on the uke's behalf. That decckth is even bigger and longer than my limbs.(⊙…⊙ )
The art style hooked me in the beginning. Loved their expressions. The uke was soooo pretty! His character fit him well. The seme was greener than any pasture and his face was calming and looked like a good boy from the get go. The story and the art is what keeps me reading manga/hwa in the first place. I should’ve just read a novel with no illustration if I were not to appreciate the art style.(╯°Д °)╯╧╧ But I guess I’ll see how it goes.
I've read the novel and it was really good! So satisfying! ヾ(☆▽☆)
I feel pain. I can relate to him. My grandma who raised me is experiencing the same thing. The first time it happened, it really broke me and I cried so hard. I couldn't believe it could actually happen. How come she couldn't remember my face? How come she couldn't recall my name? Why ask me who's child I was when she was the one who raised me the moment I was born until I started working? How can she forget me then look for me at the same time? It's unbearable.