[Blurb] What people call being in sync is this:
Chang Xuan has everything,
except a wife.
And Xiao Jinger dreams of being his wife, even in her sleep.
What people call love is this:
Xiao Jinger plots and schemes,
trying to make Chang Xuan, a man high above her,
kneel beneath her towering heels and sing "Conquered."
One day,
Chang Xuan made that ambition come true for her.
Two multinational corporations, an old case,
and in the end, nothing but a heartbreaking truth.
The moments we have lived through are flanked by darkness on either side. (Fernando Pessoa)
[Reader's Guide] 1. Mystery + food.
2. One-on-one romance, an older man and a young woman.
3. Biscuit's stories all have happy endings.
4. Biscuit's Weibo: Biscuit Is a Foodie.
5. The extras are posted in Biscuit's collection under "Extras Compilation."
[Biscuit's Completed Stories]
[Biscuit's New Story] [Biscuit's Drafts] [Biscuit's Collection] Night Is Darkness [Blurb One]
By day, I am for everyone else to see;
by night, I am for you.
The person you see
is the real me.
[Blurb Two]
Peking opera diva x classical pianist
A story about two fine vegetables getting together.
Nan Xing's take on Le Ming:
Pianist by day + her man by night = a royal flush.
Le Ming's take on Nan Xing:
Two, two, two, two = four twos. Why is it always you? Three years into the marriage.
Xi Dabao, with snot bubbles running from his nose,
pointed at the wedding photo on the wall and asked sadly:
"If getting married is so much fun, why didn't you take me along?"
Gu Yue gently stroked the three hairs on Dabao's forehead and said:
"Of course we took you along. You were right there in Mommy's belly."
Two years later.
Xi Erbao looked at another wedding photo on the wall
and burst into tears.
The photo showed Dad, Mom, and his older brother, but not Erbao.
Gu Yue gently stroked Erbao's bald head and said:
"Don't cry, darling. You were right there in Mommy's belly then."
Dabao whispered to Erbao:
"Dad loves Mom so much that he married her twice."
Theme:
Roses bloom in September. You are the only one in my heart. I really want to be with you. I give you one!
Good-looking(??ω??)??
I want to watch the extras, I want to watch the extras!!!!
Thank you for the big red envelope. I just saw it. This one has been finished. I hope the next one will be more exciting. Come on, I support you.
Thank you so much, I love you, okay?
I have sweets to eat when I come back from school, so happy. Great support, this book makes me feel,,, it's a very warm feeling:-P
Well ヽ(○^?^)??, Biscuit finished coding a book at the speed of a turtle. I'm very tired and need to rest. It's understandable, but I can't go missing (?-ω-`). Let's set an auspicious day to open a new pit, right? Seriously, accurate date!!!!!!
When Chang Xuan didn't love Jing'er, Jing'er's state was don't leave me, so in the eyes of others, Jing'er was trying to kill himself (*`へ?*) When two people fell in love, Jing'er's state was because you and I want to be good. I don't think Jing'er is bad, because the love that seems to be unmatched by others has a depth of affection that others don't understand. . . . . .
Will always support you!
This is the first book that I have read from beginning to end. I will check in and leave a message for every chapter. It has accompanied me through countless quiet nights. So I would like to express my special thanks to you for bringing us such a wonderful book. Thank you for your hard work. Hands are better than heart. The story of Jing'er and Xuan Ye can no longer be summarized by love. It is probably a deeper existence than the bond. They fight each other's poison with fire and lick each other's wounds. The probability of meeting someone with such a compatible soul is about one in six billion. In love, if one person wavers, the other person must hold the other person tightly. If both people waver, it will probably come to an end. Thank you Mr. Xuan for hugging Jing'er tightly in the end. I hope we can all hold on to our soul mates. (Let's meet each other first and then talk hehe) (Forgive me for my poor expressive skills, my words fail to convey my meaning, and I hesitate to speak QAQ) See you in the next story. Good night. Actually it's time to say good morning QAQ