Relative Temperature

Jiang Li is a science student at A University, a top scholar, and a famously aloof beauty with a cold expression.

The day before the new semester, a girl with a cat-eared avatar started asking the freshman group chat who her roommate Jiang Li was.

The group chat fell silent, and Jiang Li planned to ignore her.

But the girl tagged everyone one by one and asked, "Are you Jiang Li? I'm your roommate. Add me as a friend so we can move into the dorm together tomorrow."

For the first time, the cold-faced girl added someone as a friend of her own accord. Her opening line was:

"Stop tagging people. I'm Jiang Li. If you have something to say, just say it."

Who knew the other girl would be so enthusiastic?

"Wow, hi! We're in the same major, department, and class!"

"And we're roommates!"

"What are the odds!"

"..."

After reading the N messages from the other girl, Jiang Li chose to reply to the last one.

"Yeah. See you tomorrow."

She thought that was the end of it, but it was only the beginning.

The girl seemed far too lively, following her around all day like a little tail.

Little by little, the sun melted the iceberg.

She went from saying, "It's cold, sleep by yourself. Don't touch me," and, "Can't you knock? I'm busy right now. Find someone else," to saying:

"Good grief, just get under the covers," "I'm busy, but I can listen," and "Wait at the usual spot. I'll be right there."

She began to get used to this troublesome girl.

They became inseparable, and then began sleeping together.

Before an early morning class, the girl sleepily tugged at her: "Can we skip class today? We did it so many times yesterday. My back hurts."

She replied, "No. Behave yourself. I'll be gentler tonight."

As for "I love you," the girl never asked, and Jiang Li wasn't ready to say it.

But one day, the girl grew sensitive and started pressing her for answers.

At last, she asked, "Jiang Li, what are we?"

For some reason, Jiang Li replied, "Roommates."

[Upcoming novel]

When 32-year-old Su Qingyue returned from studying abroad, everyone assumed she would join a prestigious law firm. Instead, she went to a small firm in Taining that couldn't even make it into the city's top thirty.

Su Qingyue: Wherever I am, that's where the clients are.

Twenty-three-year-old Gu Anhe had just finished her daily life of running around campus for debate. She was curled up at home watching a show when her roommate, Song Yinuo, suddenly shouted, "My goddess is coming back!"

Gu Anhe turned her head and took a look. "Wow, a beautiful older woman. I like her."

When nine-year-old Su Qingyue came home from school, she saw her parents preparing to go out with a pile of formula and diapers. Before she could even put down her schoolbag, they took her to the hospital, where she saw a wrinkly little baby.

Su Qingyue: Mom, Dad, she's so ugly.

Baby Gu Anhe: You're ugly.

Mr. Su: Yueyue, this is your little niece.

Su Qingyue: She's still not pretty.

Attorney Su's sharp tongue was honed from childhood.

As the years passed, the Su family fell from grace overnight. At the airport, nine-year-old Gu Anhe clung tightly to Su Qingyue's leg.

Gu Anhe: Auntie, when are you coming back?

Su Qingyue crouched down to meet her little niece's eyes. I'll be back soon.

After fourteen years apart, Su Qingyue had transformed into an "undefeated goddess of war." She had not lost a case in her ten years of practice.

Su Qingyue: I'm strong. I know.

Gu Anhe: Only at work.

After trying to sound her out again and again, Gu Anhe circled Su Qingyue like a little puppy.

Su Qingyue went from feeling uncomfortable to loving it.

Gu Anhe finally worked up the courage to confess, only to be coldly rejected by Attorney Su.

Su Qingyue: I'm your aunt!

Gu Anhe grinned. We're not blood-related.

Su Qingyue tried stubbornly to resist, but she couldn't withstand the young woman's passionate pursuit. Clothes lay scattered across the office floor, Su Qingyue was marked again and again, and they spent a sleepless night entangled together.

Su Qingyue walked out of the office, clutching her back, her legs trembling.

Gu Anhe leaned languidly against the headboard, looking thoroughly satisfied. "Are you my aunt now, or my baby?"

Theme: Have the courage to take the first step and pursue love with conviction.

"You stand firm, and so will I. Even if you don't, I still will."