A review by jenvile
The Husky and His White Cat Shizun by Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat

5.0

“The misunderstandings between the two of them in the past life were so deep that it made them lose their way, and the tremendous abyss divided them. And so in this life, they used their own blood to fill this abyss, turn it into a sea of blood in order to ferry across to get to each other’s side. However, because of this one barrier, they could not see the outpouring of love from the other, and so had no choice but to let their love and desire wash over them, alone.”

I have no words to say but all I can say is that I can't wait for when the entire story is fully translated so I can re-read it again, even when it is 900,000 words, even when there are multiple arcs intersecting with the main story, even where there are 3,799 steps... I'd do it all over again.

“I want to start over, but why must you haunt me so, in my dreams, in my drunken stupors, in the dimming light of fading candles, jumping out when I least expect it to curse me with that twisted face of yours! Cursing me with a thousand deaths, cursing me with retribution and comeuppance.”

This is a story of atonement even when you well and truly believe that the main character can never be forgiven for their sins. And forgiveness doesn't come immediately.

“Shizun, pay attention to me.”

Every word is precisely chosen and meticulously written to suit the story, the characters, and their journey. Do I recommend it? I tentatively do. But you're in for a lot of pain (even when there are some really lovely moments, it takes a while to get there). But I promise it's a happy ending!!! (I literally had to recite this mantra over and over while I was reading though).

Essentially, I'd say this image describes the story perfectly:



Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, I'll always remember you, and I can't wait to see you in the new live-action drama coming soon. Overall, 2HA is well and truly worth every word you read. Every word.

“But, when truly faced with the prospect of dying … he had instinctively pulled him into his arms, as if trying to merge his flesh into his own, his soul within his own.

Chu Wanning.

I’m with you.”