I Got an Appointment with My Ex

Second chance at love | Sweet romance | Childhood sweethearts (Thank you for supporting the official version)

1.

One day, Meng Xia posted on Little Sweet Potato using her alt account, momo: "Social death in real time: Who gets it? What's it like when your ex becomes your breast surgeon?"

She never expected to wake up the next morning to find the post had gone viral. It shot straight onto the trending list, drawing countless curious eyes.

Original post:

[Ahhhhh, I'm done for!! My chest has been aching and swollen lately, and today I felt what seemed like a little lump in my left breast. I freaked out and booked an appointment with a breast surgeon. Who knew I'd end up seeing my ex-boyfriend? The handsome doctor who walked in to examine me was my EX!

Does anyone get me?? I had to calmly lift my shirt in front of my ex while he gave my breasts a professional examination... My toes have already dug out a whole Magic Fairy Castle!]

She'd only wanted comfort and advice from her fellow Potato users, but the comments went completely off track:

Top comment 1, momo: "Wait...is this the opening of some ridiculous Cinderella romance novel?"

Top comment 2, The Rabbit Who Loves Gossip: "Don't panic, sis. First tell me, was his hand shaking?"

Top comment 3, Reborn as a Troll on Red Potato: "Waiting for an update. If there isn't one, I'll assume you're just farming followers."

A few days later, she opened the app again and saw the post still gaining traction.

Meng Xia looked through the comments, some concerned and some just here for the gossip. After a brief hesitation, she replied to a few popular ones:

"I'm here, I'm here... The update is that it was super awkward when I got diagnosed with a breast fibroadenoma..."

"I'm really not farming followers, guys. This is a lesson learned through tears... o(╥﹏╥)o"

After replying, she typed out an update in the comments and pinned it:

"Quick update for everyone: The examination showed a breast fibroadenoma. I'm planning to have surgery once I'm done with some things on my plate. I'll post any future updates in this comment so they're easy to find. I wanted to delete this embarrassing post, but if it can bring everyone a little amusement, that's not so bad. Thanks for all your concern~"

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Gradually, the post took on a life of its own. She began recording her daily attempts to "win back her ex" in the comments, and more and more Potato users started checking in for updates.

Then one day, people noticed she hadn't posted in months. In the comments, they started guessing that her attempts to win him back had failed and she'd gone off to lick her wounds.

But that very night, the male lead showed up and casually dropped a photo in the comments.

The post hit a new record for views.

2.

Lu Zhan was steady and reserved, and his life was usually calm. No one knew that year after year, Meng Xia kept getting under his skin.

[Reader's note]

Three-year age gap, older male lead; quiet, still prose; childhood sweethearts

For specific content warnings, see the author's note in Chapter 1. Please don't leave rude comments if it's not for you. Read thoughtfully *_^

My next book will be Matchmaking Date Is My High School Bully. Please add it to your reading list.

Blurb:

At twenty-six, Sheng Mingying quit her job and returned to Lu City, hoping to take a quiet year off.

But her mother and aunt wouldn't let up, taking turns trying to set her up whenever they got the chance.

She'd been beautiful since childhood and had always set her standards high. Though she believed that marrying late and having children late was the safest path, she didn't mind going on blind dates.

As the saying goes, even if you haven't eaten pork, you should at least see a pig run. She could treat it as a chance to observe ordinary men and broaden her horizons.

Her requirements, however, were exceptionally demanding: at least 188 centimeters tall, no more than 88 kilograms, polished and domestically capable, a graduate of a prestigious university, with a car and a house, financially independent, and with both parents deceased.

Her mother didn't mince words: "There's a mirror in the bathroom. Go look at yourself, then splash some cold water on your face. If you're still dizzy, there's bitter melon in the fridge. Eat a couple raw and cure that fever dream of yours."

Her aunt had a more unusual approach. Less than two days later, she actually called: "Mingying, I know someone who meets every single one of your requirements. He wants to meet you."

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At the cafe, Sheng Mingying sat at the reserved Table 9.

The suited man across from her was elegant and refined, but her eyes kept wandering toward the neighboring table.

By the window, a man had just subdued a creep who'd been harassing a waitress, using nothing but his bare hands. The cuffs of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing a tattooed forearm with sharp, defined lines.

That face... It looked more and more familiar.

Lu City No. 1 High School, senior year.

She'd once been lucky enough to see this man lock three boys in a bathroom and beat them up.

The school bully, He Zheng. His name was legendary, and he was strikingly handsome, but his temper was too vicious and wild.

She sighed to herself, "Years later, and he's still wild and vicious."

Then she watched him pick up his jacket, his gaze sweeping across the cafe before finally settling on her.

One step, then another.

He stopped beside Table 9 and lightly tapped the tabletop with his long fingers.

"Excuse me, Miss Sheng."

His deep voice carried a familiar yet unfamiliar hint of lazy amusement. "Did you get the wrong blind date?"

-

When her friend saw her marriage certificate, they were shocked, but still couldn't resist asking about married life.

Sheng Mingying ate the cherries someone had just washed for her and used her free hand to type a reply.

"Married life is pretty good."

"Wild and vicious? Did I say that?" Curled up on the sofa, Sheng Mingying recalled what had happened between them in the bedroom the night before. She unconsciously rubbed her lower back, deleted what she'd typed, and rewrote it. "A little wild is good. A little vicious is even better."

"Oh, you'll find out when the time comes."

[Reader's note]

1. One-on-one romance, happy ending.

2. A sweet contemporary romance, with very few school-day flashbacks.

Theme: Love is both a fairy tale and everyday life