[Mutually devoted and equally strong + younger puppy + love at first sight + rekindled romance + healing, bittersweet sweetness + simmering tension]
Quiet and reserved + blunt flirt + lovesick + younger puppy
Sunny and carefree + roguish foodie + innocent + wild comic artist
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When Nan Song was 22, he met Ke Ye at a dinner gathering. Ke Ye was quiet and reserved, and couldn’t take a joke.
Nan Song thought it would be nothing more than a brief encounter, but after the gathering ended, Ke Ye chased after him.
“Senior, could I get your contact information?”
That was when Nan Song discovered that once this guy opened his mouth, all he said was...
“Nan, your legs are gorgeous.”
“Thanks.”
“Nan, the mole under your eye is so alluring.”
“...”
“Nan, your lips look so soft. I bet they’d be perfect for kissing.”
“...??”
Like a gentle rain seeping into the earth, Nan Song seemed to be bewitched, falling into the absurdity before he even realized it.
When they met again three years later, Ke Ye had become a “mute,” even quieter and more withdrawn.
Yet he clung like a wolfhound, refusing to let go.
Following him, secretly taking photos, hoarding his things, visiting places associated with him...
He seized every second, relentlessly making his presence known.
“Nan, I missed you so much.”
“Nan, I want to hold you.”
“Nan,” Ke Ye gently touched the faint mole under Nan Song’s eye. “You’re the cinnabar mole in my heart.”
“...Shut up!”
“Keep up your mute act. Stop barking at me.”
