𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨́𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞...𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥. 𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐨𝐛𝐫𝐚 𝐧𝐚̃𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐦 𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞. 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐞̂𝐬.

Wang Zhen Wu (Zhang Li Qin) é o irmão mais velho de Wang Zhen Wen, Zhen Wen gosta dele, mas ele sente que não pode expressar muito dos seus sentimentos para com seu irmão mais novo por estar justamente na posição de ''irmão''. Essa fanfic conta a versão da história sobre como os dois se conheceram e chegaram ao relacionamento apresentado na série. Tradução e adaptação de: History 2: more than a bromance escrita por @CjShih_97 Essa história é inspirada na série, por isso apresenta diferenças da novel original. Não sou autora da história, apenas faço a tradução e edição autorizadas pelo autor. Qualquer dúvida podem falar. ~ Moon

A Round Trip To Love Chapter 1-10 CREDITS: acupofmemory A Round Trip To Love Chapter 11-20 CREDITS: megajive translation I copied and pasted their works just for an easier way to read offline. All the translations are done by the trans groups

Lu Feng, having changed his name, and moved to South Korea, uses his influence and intimidation to get Xiao Chen's company to send him to South Korea under the pretense of taking him in for a few months. when Xiao Chen notices, too late, that he was not meeting an executive of a company interested in his work, but his possessive ex-Lover, he doesn't know what to really do. Having convinced, really threatened, Xiao Chen into at least drinking wine before he leaves, Xiao Chen has opened himself up to the truth of Lu Feng. This horrible, horrible truth.

Lu Feng being so obsessed about Cheng Yi Chen that lead this relationship to a manipulative marriage. after years of being together Cheng Yi Chen slowly started realising that whatever is happening in this marriage is not good. But how they are going to end all these matters when an unexpected pregnancy occurred. this story is going to show the manipulative, obsessive and possessive side of Lu Feng so those who are not fond of these kind of plots don't read this. the picture I am using and the real life character have no relation with this story. I am using the novel character names so take this story as a fan made story don't compare it with the real life characters.

FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

For the latest chapters please visit: https://megajivetranslations.wordpress.com I have always thought that Lu Feng is just a little bull-headed, a little lacking in virtuous speech, a little more domineering and a little willful, but ultimately a man with warm veins flowing out of a warm heart. A love that blossomed when I was merely fourteen, I have once dared hope that it will last a lifetime, but the brutal truth is that happiness are just moments in life you wish you can freeze. It is not eternal. The cruel hands of fate can strike you at your most vulnerable to leave your life derailed from the path you painstakingly built. No amount of love can alter the fact that it is gone. When we reconciled at forty, I can no longer find a trace of shadow from the past. If there is an expiration period for love, how long is it? And when love appears once again, would we have the courage to embrace it?