Emptylife Stories

Ugh, everything just feels so... meh. Like, I'm just going through the motions, you know? Nothing really excites me anymore. I'm just a empty shell of my former self, wandering aimlessly, trying to find something, anything, that sparks joy. But it's all just a dull, gray haze. Even things I used to love feel like a chore. I'm just so... done. With everything. 😮‍💨

[In Italian, Belladore (a combination of bella = beautiful and dolore = pain) could poetically capture the idea of finding beauty in pain.] In the emptiness of her everyday life, Ying luo finds herself drifting through each day, unable to shake the fatigue and dissatisfaction that seem to define her existence. To escape her void, she follows Yu xian, a celebrity-a figure who offers a temporary reprieve from her own struggles. What she doesn't realize is that the celebrity she admires is also trapped in a life he didn't choose. Raised in a wealthy yet toxic household, he was thrust into the limelight after an accident derailed his mother's dream of stardom. Forced to live out a legacy that isn't his own, he, too, is searching for a reason to keep going. As their paths unknowingly converge, both will confront the painful truth that finding purpose doesn't come from fame or admiration, but from understanding who they are beneath the surface.

its all in the title WHY DID I WRITE THIS??

She's midnight rain.

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