Tanjianci Stories

' သူတို့နှစ်ယောက်၏ ပထမဆုံးအကြိမ်တွေ့ဆုံမှုသည် ထန်ကျန့်စစ်စိတ်တွင်းဝယ် လှပသည်ဟုထင်ပါသည်။ သို့သိတိုင် ဒုတိယအကြိမ်တွေ့ဆုံမှုမှာ နီရဲသည့် မင်္ဂလာအိပ်ဆောင်တွင်းဝယ် အမုန်းတရားတို့ပြည့်ဝနေသည့် မျက်ဝန်းတစ်စုံဖြင့်ရင်ဆိုင်ရပြီး အဆုတ်တွင်းအောက်ဆီဂျင်ပြက်တောက်သည်အထိညှစ်ထားခြင်းခံလိုက်ရသည်။ တတိယအကြိမ်ကား ...... ကဲ တစ်ပုဒ်တောင်မပြီး‌သေးဘူး နောက်တစ်ပုဒ်စပါမယ်။ Fan Fic လေးရေးမှာပါ။ ချန်ကျဲယွမ်( Chen Zheyuan ) နဲ့ ထန်ကျန့်စစ် ( Tan Jianci ) ကိုသိကြမယ်ထင်ပါတယ်။ မသိတဲ့သူလည်းရှိရင်ရှိမှာပေါ့။ ဒီမင်းသားနှစ်ယောက်ကို ship တာမကြိုက်ရင်ကျော်သွားပါလို့ ပြောချင်ပါတယ်။ ကိုယ်ကလည်း စာရေးတာမကြာသေးတော့အရေးအသားနုပါတယ်။ အားမနာစတမ်းဝေဖန်ပေးကြပါလို့‌ ...

This is fanfiction inspired by the current c-drama, 'Lost You Forever.' It's the same story, but still not the same. It is a shot at "what could have been" and a try to fill the void of Xiang Liu's tragic ending in the series. It's an attempt to bring comfort to those who were left heartbroken at the end of the drama. This story contains spoilers, but also a lot of detail has been changed that doesn't match the original story. As said, it is fanfiction and uses references from the original. If you give this story a chance, you won't regret it. You don't need to watch the drama. This story is complete in itself. I haven't read the original novel written by Tong Hua and do not have cultural knowledge, so there might be some things that are not right or I couldn't find during research. But as it is a fantasy story, I let my imagination be. I hope you enjoy reading it and ignore its faults :)

Prologue Every story has a place where it truly begins. Ours wasn't on a film set. It wasn't beneath bright studio lights, surrounded by cameras and scripts, pretending to fall in love while an entire crew watched. It began after everyone went home. After the wrap party ended. After the costumes were packed away and the applause faded into silence. People always think the hardest part of acting is becoming someone else. They're wrong. The hardest part is remembering who you are when the cameras stop rolling. So we left. She flew to London with three oversized suitcases and a promise to disappear for a while. He escaped to Milan, then Switzerland, telling everyone he simply needed a holiday. Neither expected London to become more than another city on the map. Neither expected to find the one person they had spent months trying not to miss. Some stories begin with fireworks. Ours began with rain. With one tiny café tucked between a florist and an old bookstore. With the last double espresso. And with one empty chair that changed everything. Disclaimer This work is a piece of fan-fiction written solely for entertainment purposes. The characters depicted in this story are based on the public personas of real individuals; however, all dialogues, situations, timelines, and relationships described herein are completely fictional and products of the author's imagination. This story is not intended to represent, reflect, or comment upon actual events, real-world behaviors, or the private lives of the individuals involved. No disrespect or infringement is intended toward any person, institution, or professional entity.

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