My Secret Frost Star [Male Unrequited Love]

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Clear-headed, resilient actress × gentle, obsessive professor

Reunion after years apart | Unrequited love comes true | The man stays still | A heaven-blessed prodigy with low self-worth

Song Shishuang's memories of being eighteen are tinted by orange sunset. Outside the classroom on a midsummer evening, she caught sight of a boy's warm profile, but heard him say something so cold: "How could I possibly like someone like her?"

From then on, she buried her unrequited love and kept its death a secret.

With her stunning looks and talent, Song Shishuang shot to fame just two years after her debut. The magnificent jewels at her throat glittered, making her seem all the more unapproachable.

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At a banquet celebrating their teacher's retirement, ten years after graduation, she met again the person who had occupied her youth. Lu Zhiyun, a genius associate professor at B University, was still the center of attention, surrounded by admirers.

On an island during a typhoon, she looked at his figure in a corner by the bed and thought she ought to hate him. But why did he have to catch her just as she was falling?

On a damp, silent night, reeking of alcohol, she barged into his home and ignored his ragged breathing. Pressing her palm against his heaving chest, she asked, "Lu Zhiyun, why is your heart beating so fast?"

Lu Zhiyun had enjoyed a smooth life, and in everyone's eyes, he was fate's favorite.

An old friend once joked that Lu Zhiyun was far too picky. All these years, they'd never seen him give any of the people who pursued him a second glance. Lu Zhiyun said nothing, his gaze fixed on a comment online: "Shuang Cheng are so perfect together, I'm so shipping them." Suddenly, his eyes began to ache.

He opened his diary and picked up a pen. His memories drifted back to a snowy day in his final year of high school. The snow reflected on her face, and she said she loved watching heavy snowfall.

"Time heals all.

I'm sure that's a lie.

Time doesn't close wounds. It only carries a wavering soul farther from heaven."

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Once, fate played a cruel joke on him.

At last, it was willing to reward him, too.

At last, someone saw him.

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[Reading Guide]

1. One-on-one | Both leads are each other's first and only | Happy ending

2. The male lead is pure in body and mind.

3. Guilt is a man's finest virtue, and low self-worth is a man's best cosmetic treatment.

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Contrastingly adorable goddess of a web novelist × sly, teasing independent singer-songwriter

Reunion after years apart | Long-planned scheme | Unrequited love comes true

Li Wanyang was stuck on her new book. Her best friend said her inspiration had dried up because she hadn't been in love for ages, and that she was just theorizing on paper.

She looked at Cheng Jiache, sitting beside her with a guitar and singing, and her thoughts wandered off.

Jasture, the musician who never showed his face.

Could he be her high school classmate, Cheng Jiache?

The mint scent from the boy as he brushed past after playing basketball on a summer evening when they were sixteen circled back to the tip of her nose.

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When Cheng Jiache was in high school, he studied astrology for the first time. He read ten books and checked twenty websites, and became convinced that Sagittarians believed, "The things you can't have are the best."

But doesn't that assume the other person is someone you want to have?

Sometimes he hated himself for being too cautious and not impulsive enough, until one day when he was twenty-two

He opened a fan letter and saw familiar handwriting.

"Jasture, I really love your songs. You're a ray of light in my life."

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One day later, Cheng Jiache leaned against the headboard and rubbed his cheek against Li Wanyang's hair, then sniffed it carefully. "I still prefer the shampoo you used in high school."

Theme: Love can bridge the ravines left by time.