Hiding Love in a Dream

At sixteen, Xie Qisui fell for him with just one glance, even though she didn't know his name.

She studied desperately so she could be in the same class as him, inching closer to him bit by bit. She wanted him to notice her. Only when she had earned the right to sit beside him did she speak her first words to him since they had met. “Hello, my name is Xie Qisui.”

“Zhou Wenyan.”

May each year bring peace, and may the seas be calm and the rivers clear.

…

But Xie Qisui wasn't the only one harboring a secret crush.

The stubborn, restrained figure she cut when she was falsely accused

might have been the first to make his heart flutter.

…

But Xie Qisui never confessed, not even by graduation. In her dreams, the two of them were already together, and she didn't dare hope for too much.

“If she doesn't dare say it, then I'll do it.”

At the graduation ceremony, Zhou Wenyan, who was usually so serious, smiled and bent down to ask her, “Seatmate, when exactly are you going to confess? I'm easy to win over. Why don't you give it a try?”

“Huh?”

“I mean, I like you.”

All these years, Zhou Wenyan had known she liked him. The truth was, he had liked her for a very, very long time too.

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This story includes a male-male couple, but their relationship is never explicitly written out, only hinted at. Their lives won't be depicted either. We'll leave them to live their own lives.