After My Divorce, My Younger Boyfriend Made My Knees Go Weak

Divorce + regret + face-slapping + wild premise

Yan Ke jolted awake from a dream, cold sweat beading on her temples and her cheeks flushed an unnatural red. In the dream, the young man who called her “sis” had looked at her so intensely that it felt as though he could burn right through her defenses.

At thirty-eight, she had just divorced and was living alone with her daughter. She had long since given up on love, but the dream had felt so real that her heart still wouldn’t settle.

As she was seeing her daughter off, she actually ran into the boy from her dream. He lived next door and was a sophomore in college who had just turned twenty: Lu Sinian. He smiled and reached out to her, his voice warm and gentle. “Sis, do you need a hand?”

Lu Sinian was always waiting outside her door, smiling as he called, “Sis, I made noodles. Want a bowl? A woman living alone deserves someone to look after her, after all.”

He would deliberately lean in close, his warm breath brushing her ear as he murmured, “Sis, you look so beautiful in white today. You’re gentler than every young woman I’ve ever met.”

Whenever he ran into her coming home late, he would naturally take whatever she was carrying, his voice tinged with barely concealed pleading. “Sis, don’t carry such heavy things by yourself next time. I’m home, you know. Just call for me.”

He would even stare straight into her eyes, utterly serious. “Sis, I know you just got divorced. So what? I like you just the way you are, mature and gentle. I want to be by your side.”