My Ex Liked My Post on Their Alt Account

🦊 A lively, charming little fox & 🐺 a refined, unhinged young heir

[Yumian is like a plump, alluring green apricot in summer.

He has tucked all sorts of things into the cracks around its stone: cigarette butts, cigars, himself. He can't get enough of it. Even now, whenever he thinks back on those days, his brain and nerves still won't stop throbbing.]

1.

Question: What's the most awkward thing that can happen in life?

Yumian, passionately ranting: Going to the hospital for treatment and finding out your ex is the attending physician.

There probably isn't anyone in the world more devastated than she is...

And of all people, her ex-boyfriend, Lin Yuting, is a master of keeping up appearances.

Without the slightest awkwardness, Lin Yuting lowered his cool gaze and ran a rubber-gloved fingertip over the inside of her palm.

“Is it here?”

Yumian nodded. She was just about to speak when he immediately withdrew his hand and leaned back, as if he wanted no physical contact with her beyond what the examination required.

Yumian: ...What a pretentious jerk!

2.

After the examination, Yumian went home and angrily posted:

@MianmianSleepsAgain: I'm speechless. If I'd known he was seeing patients at this hospital, I never would have come!

20 views, +1 like.

Someone even liked her venting post? She clicked into their profile and discovered it was Lin Yuting's alt account.

Yumian didn't think much of it.

Her posts were all over the place: wishing she wouldn't get scolded by her advisor at a group meeting, checking in at restaurants while out having fun, and complaining to her roommate about her ex. If Young Master Lin wanted to read them, let him.

Later, her advisor introduced her to a man who was handsome and came from a prominent family. Yumian thought she'd found her destined match.

@MianmianSleepsAgain: Maybe August is a good time to fall in love.

The photo showed a man's back at a guesthouse.

This time, Lin Yuting didn't like the post.

Three minutes later, he called. “Where are you?”

She held her phone and said nothing. The person on the other end of the line had a slight tremor in his voice, a rare lapse in composure.

“Mianmian, please. Don't torment me like this.”

Yumian hung up.

3.

Graduation was just around the corner when, unexpectedly, her mentor became embroiled in a public scandal.

Luckily, Lin Yuting could help. With no other choice, Yumian went to see him in the pouring rain.

The red-lacquered gate slowly swung shut behind her. At the faint click, she shivered for no apparent reason.

Across the dim yellow light beneath the eaves, Lin Yuting's outline faded into the moonlight.

“We did part on good terms, more or less,” Yumian said, not sounding very sure of herself. “It shouldn't be too much to ask you for a favor, right?”

“Part on good terms?”

Her usually gentle, refined ex-boyfriend chuckled. Through the curtain of rain, his voice sounded cutting, almost ghostly.

“Yumian, don't even think about it.”

Older man | Rekindled romance | Bittersweet | HE | Each other's first love | Unhinged male lead | Later coercion | See the author's note in Chapter 1 for content warnings

Coming soon: If Only the River Could Turn Back

◽️ Not-really-siblings | Secret crush | Reunion after years apart

◽️ Youthful, fatherly big brother × gentle, reserved little sister

At 21, Yang Chengchen was studying at a university of science and technology and working four part-time jobs each month. He had only one goal: earn enough money as quickly as possible to send Yang Peizhi to art school.

Once he'd managed it, he happily spent 3,000 yuan on a celebration banquet for her admission.

The restaurant's wall lamp lit Yang Peizhi's lowered eyelids. She looked striking, beautiful, and scholarly.

He'd had a lot to drink, and he was genuinely happy.

That night, Yang Peizhi helped Yang Chengshen home. Fidgeting, she whispered in his ear that she liked him.

Something in his brain suddenly exploded.

Yang Chengshen thought it over for three days. He decided it wasn't his sister's fault. It had to be his own problem.

So he found himself a girlfriend.

When Yang Peizhi saw him bring his girlfriend home, she obediently and sensibly greeted her with, “Hello, sister-in-law.”

Yang Chengshen was relieved. Things weren't too bad after all.

With September and the start of the school year approaching, he bought Yang Peizhi some things for school. The north was too cold, so he bought her two down jackets.

When he got home, he set the bags on the coffee table. “Try them on?”

Yang Peizhi held a glass in both hands. “Brother, would you like some water?”

Yang Chengshen took it, watching as Yang Peizhi put on the oversized pale yellow down jacket in the living room.

She stood obediently in front of the mirror, her voice soft as a kitten's. “This jacket looks nice.”

Yang Chengshen tipped his head back and gulped down the water.

Peipei looked good in anything.

Ten minutes later, he was unconscious.

When he woke up the next day, his room was a complete mess.

Remembering who was responsible, Yang Chengshen almost choked with rage.

After Yang Chengshen broke up with his girlfriend, Yang Peizhi went to find him by the river.

The moon hung high in the sky, and the world was so quiet it seemed there were only the two of them.

She held her hands in front of herself and said she wanted to be with him.

“Fine,” Yang Chengshen said, tossing a pebble into the river and giving her a sidelong glance. “But I can't give you the kind of relationship you want.”

Two years passed, and Yang Peizhi was unhappy, just as he'd expected.

Yang Peizhi left.

Yang Chengshen sat expressionless in her empty room, still clutching the letter she'd left behind.

-

At 27, after sabotaging Yang Peizhi's third blind date, Yang Chengchen waited four hours for her outside the apartment building.

Yang Peizhi came back carrying oden. She ignored him and headed straight into the building.

Yang Chengshen stubbed out his cigarette and hurried after her.

“Don't you want to get married? What do you think of me?”

The motion-sensor light came on, and a dim yellow glow spilled over them.

He shoved a clear folder into Yang Peizhi's hands.

“C9 bachelor's, master's, and doctorate degrees, researcher, car and house, BMI of 19.7, no bad habits. These are the original documents and copies to prove it.”

Yang Chengshen paused. “I can quit smoking too.”

“Peipei, please, pay attention to me.”

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Theme: To all graduates: The road is difficult, but the way ahead is clear.