Summary
Chapter 0 I fell in love with twenty-eight-year-old Han Yang at first sight in a boxing ring. I chased him relentlessly for three years before he finally agreed to be with me. But in the first month of our relationship, Han Yang died shielding me from a knife. I took care of the killer, then went down to join him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to when I was twenty-one, and Han Yang had just come of age. At eighteen, Han Yang was like a rabid dog, spending every day swinging his fists and picking fights. I confessed to him, and his face filled with disgust. “Get lost. I don’t like men!” I laughed when I heard it. He had said the same thing back then too. But after he fell for me, his body was more honest than any dog.