My Brooding Ex-Husband Is Swooning Over His Sweet, Soft, Teary-Eyed Darling Again

[Reborn and redemption + male unrequited love + university campus + slow-burn romance]

Sweet and radiant heroine vs. brooding, restrained hero

*

A rainy night. A full-length mirror.

In the reflection, a trembling white rabbit and a frenzied hungry wolf.

Or perhaps he covered her eyes,

forcing her to sink into the darkness.

These were Song Hua’s only two memories of her marriage in her previous life.

A gilded cage and a suffocating sense of confinement.

Everyone said Jiang Yanchu had loved her desperately, paying off billions in debt for her without asking for anything in return.

But only Song Hua knew the truth: Jiang Yanchu didn’t love her.

His gaze was always cold and damp, invading her bit by bit, as if he were scrutinizing his prey.

Then, one day after their divorce, he died right in front of her while saving her, wearing the wedding ring they had shared...

-

When Song Hua opened her eyes again, she was back in the summer she turned eighteen.

That year, she was still a little princess, doted on by everyone.

And that year, Jiang Yanchu didn’t know her yet.

The slender boy sat in the shade of a tree, flipping through an old dictionary. He wore a pair of faded sneakers and listened as his classmates talked about poverty.

She walked toward him.

She didn’t think much of it. She only wanted to repay his kindness.

Afterward, Song Hua kept having the same dream.

In it, Jiang Yanchu from her previous life would hold her tightly after she fell asleep, silently calling her “Huahua” over and over.

A love so deep it became an obsession.

*

Jiang Yanchu didn’t understand what love was.

He only knew that whenever he saw Song Hua, his heartbeat would inexplicably grow erratic.

She looked so sweet, sweet enough to make him want to take a bite and devour her completely.

But he couldn’t bring himself to, and he wasn’t worthy of her.

-

“Jiang Yanchu, I heard that if you kiss at the highest point of the Ferris wheel... Mmph...?!”

He had dreamed of this scene countless times.

In his dreams, it wasn’t just her lips. Every part of her was sweet.

(Only each other, 1v1, happy ending)