【Sickly, socially anxious, sweet-natured girl × gentle, scheming, brooding man; five-year age gap; shared dreams with no logic; both pure】
When Xu Jiaolu was twelve, she fell seriously ill. Ever since, even a few steps leave her breathless, and she gets around in a wheelchair.
After turning seventeen, she starts dreaming every night.
The strange, fantastical world of her dreams lets her do everything she can't do in real life.
When she's eighteen, a young man with black hair and pale blue eyes comes to her house.
Xu Jiaolu: ? Why does this man look just like the person I teased in my dream?
Xu Weisheng: Why does this girl seem so familiar?
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In her dream, Xu Jiaolu gazes at his gentle face, gives in to a wicked impulse, and orders him to kneel.
He actually obeys, like a well-behaved golden retriever.
In real life, Xu Jiaolu is cornered by Xu Weisheng in the study.
“Jiaolu, I dreamed about you last night.”
Xu Jiaolu looks away. “You worry about me taking my medicine every day. You think about me all day, so of course you dream about me at night.”
“Fair enough.”
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Xu Jiaolu loses a satin ribbon bow. She doesn't think much of losing a small accessory. That is, until she passes Xu Weisheng's room and hears a muffled, stifled groan.
Through the crack in the door, Xu Jiaolu glimpses a figure behaving strangely.
That night, Xu Jiaolu tosses and turns, unable to sleep. The moment she drifts into a hazy dream, she falls into a warm embrace. The young man wraps an arm around her waist, his fingertips tracing her lips. “Jiaolu, I dreamed about you again.”
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☆ No BL
No blood relation; all characters are adults; no adoptive sibling relationship
