Meteor Garden -2001- Now

When they finally broke apart, the rain had stopped. A single shaft of moonlight broke through the hole in the dome, illuminating the zodiac mural above them. The archer. The scorpion. And the scales, perfectly balanced.

The woman was even more terrifying in person. Immaculate. A hawk carved from jade and diamonds. meteor garden -2001-

And that was the lie they both chose to believe. Over the next three weeks, the Meteor Garden became a silent treaty zone. Shancai would find Si there after school, sitting on the edge of the dry fountain, the cello across his lap. He never played when she was there, not at first. He’d just stare at the chipped zodiac mural—the archer, the scorpion, the scales. When they finally broke apart, the rain had stopped

That evening, she heard a sound she’d never heard in the Meteor Garden before: a cello. The scorpion

He was crying.

Dao Ming Feng’s smile was the scariest thing Shancai had ever seen. It didn’t reach her eyes. “Then you’ve just declared war, little vegetable. And I have never lost.” That night, the storm came.