An elegant, unconventional rich young man x a cool, gentle, sensitive darling
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In the ninth year of Wu Yi's love for Ji Lingfeng, she married him.
A family engagement and the wishes of their elders bound them together.
From that day on, Ji Lingfeng went from being her brother's friend to being her husband.
After they married, Ji Lingfeng was a gentle and considerate husband. He remembered her favorite foods and jewelry sizes, never came back from a business trip without a gift, and made sure she was comfortable in bed.
But Wu Yi knew he didn't love her. So, in the third year of their marriage, a union everyone envied, she took the initiative and handed him divorce papers.
That day, Lincheng saw the heaviest rain since the start of summer, pouring down without pause.
The man returned from a business dinner and settled onto the sofa. His shirt and trousers were immaculate, his bearing refined. His tie hung loose as he looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
She lowered her lashes and answered softly, "Yes. I have."
The steady patter of rain stretched the silence between them. After what felt like forever, she heard him say, "All right."
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After the divorce, Wu Yi moved out of their marital home, threw away all their old things, and went to the United States to continue her studies.
Two years later, she returned to China and, at her elders' suggestion, went on a blind date with a second-generation returnee.
Afterward, he had to leave for work and went ahead, leaving her his business card.
Another figure suddenly took the seat opposite her.
The man pressed an equally pristine business card onto the table with his long, slender fingers. Stubble bristled along the chin he had once kept so meticulously groomed, and he looked a little worn down.
Frowning in confusion, she asked, "What are you doing?"
His eyes, threaded with red, fixed on her as he gestured toward the card on the table. "A fair competition."
She thought she'd misheard and turned toward him in astonishment. "What?"
His posture was lazy, but his expression was unusually serious. He enunciated each word clearly:
"Pursuing you."
"Please give me another chance, Miss Wu."
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For the first thirty years of Ji Lingfeng's life, everything had gone his way. He had enjoyed every success and every advantage. Family, career, ability: he had it all.
Even his marriage was an arranged union between families of equal standing.
Though they had no foundation of love, they treated each other with respect, and he thought there was nothing wrong with that.
His friends teased him, saying there was probably nothing in this life that could throw him off course.
Until Wu Yi asked him for a divorce.
After thinking it over, he chose to respect her decision.
Three months after the divorce, he began suffering from insomnia.
One night, while up late, he found a notebook from Wu Yi's student days in the study she used to occupy.
As he opened it, a folded photograph slipped to the floor.
He picked it up and unfolded it.
It was a photograph of him delivering a speech as the student representative at his high school graduation. Beneath it, in graceful handwriting, were the words: "Happy graduation, Ji Lingfeng."
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Later, on a rainy day just like the one when she had written down her girlish feelings all those years ago, Wu Yi received a reply from her younger self's time.
Tucked inside the bouquet congratulating her on her graduation was a carefully prepared card.
In the man's bold, vigorous handwriting, it read:
Happy graduation, thirty-year-old Wu Yi.
And happy graduation to the eighteen-year-old one, too.
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Two-year age gap
Her POV: secret love comes true; his POV: marriage first, love later
There will be a win-her-back arc (throwing confetti~)
Ling (pronounced ling)
Theme: The romance of those days
