Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou did it again. She wrote a novel that had me on a choke hold. A novel that brought me on the brink of insanity but reeled me back in every now and then. It was torment, but the good kind. The kind that leaves you with a distinct fleeting feeling of bliss. 

The way the main character yearned for the person he loves is a new feeling that I’ve seen in books. Romeo’s yearning for Juliet is nothing compared to this one. He yearned for him. Longed to have his love. But in the end he never did. Or didn’t he? 

If you like books who makes you feel a jumble of emotions that it’s about to drive you crazy, then you should definitely read this one. 

The only thing I did not particularly like on this volume is the quick passing through on important plot details. But it’s barely noticeable, I think I only noticed it because I can compare it to her other work, The Husky and His White Cat Shizun.