My new novel, Autumn Will Come Back, is now online. Please add it to your collection!
The extras for this novel are under: Siyi Ya.
Qi Yansheng was born a favorite of heaven: handsome and good at school. Even when he was cocky and annoying, people still liked him.
As his deskmate, Yan Qian hid her crush on him very well.
During a break before the college entrance exams, he hummed as he said, "If you miss me, call me. I'll sing for you."
Later, in the middle of a miserable night at university, Yan Qian called him.
He woke up without a trace of annoyance. His voice was soft and hoarse with sleep as he gently sang the first part of A Love Story.
When Yan Qian took her savings and climbed over the wall in the middle of the night to hail a taxi to the airport, he happened to be singing the line: "I fell in love with you, but you never knew."
During the winter of their first year at university, he said to her over the phone, "Do you know how hard it's snowing in the Northeast right now? I stood in line in the freezing cold for half an hour just to get five minutes on the phone with you!"
At the time, she really wanted to ask him, "Do you like me?"
But she didn't dare, so she never did.
Later, while leafing through his notes, she saw his wild handwriting on the title page: "I woke at four in the morning to find the crabapple flowers still awake, but you weren't by my side. - To Yan Qian"
Please add my new novel, Will It Rain Today?, to your collection!
Blurb:
At school, You Yuning was a gentle campus beauty, talented in many areas but a little face-blind. On the night of the senior class welcome party in her second year of high school, she was the last to leave the auditorium.
The rain soaked the ground. Someone stranded beneath the eaves turned around. His profile was handsome in the dim light, and his voice was clear and pleasant. "Senior, I forgot my umbrella."
She got home first that night and gave him her umbrella. "It's broken anyway. You don't have to return it."
Years later, they met again on a rainy day. You Yuning spilled coffee all over him and still couldn't remember his face. All she remembered was his dazzling blue hair, which looked just like the fortune-teller's prediction the day before: her destined one would be a handsome guy with blue hair.
From then on, he showed up every time it rained. You Yuning began to believe the prediction, only to discover that...
He'd found the fortune-teller, dyed his hair blue just then, and made up the whole destined-one story.
"...A love con artist?"
As a student, Wen Heng was the very definition of arrogant and rebellious. He turned down early admission and offers from prestigious universities, choosing instead to attend an ordinary Project 985 university.
When You Yuning graduated from high school, he wrote her a letter. He spent the entire night writing the words "I like you," then covered them with correction fluid in an instant. After that, he wrote: [Wishing you a bright future]
Years later, You Yuning was rummaging through an old book box when the unsigned letter resurfaced. The words hidden beneath the correction fluid could no longer be concealed.
You Yuning used to hate every rainy day. They brought thunder, lightning, gloomy skies, damp air, muddy ground, and power outages.
Then Wen Heng began appearing on every rainy day.
So You Yuning wrote back:
- [Will it rain today?]
#Will it rain today? I want to see you. #
1v1, both leads' first time, both faithful to each other, he has a secret crush on her, not a stepsibling romance, heroine enters university at sixteen.
Gentle, face-blind senior girl X cocky, annoying, devoted junior boy
Theme: Strive to become better.
Summer, Please Answer
Autumn Will Come Again
Will It Be Windy Today?
I'll Wait for You Through Wind and Rain
A Night of Spring Fever
Will It Rain Today?
Escape from the Thorns
There's No Way I Could Love Him
The Begonia Blossoms Still Bloom at Night
The Trap
Sweetness Takes Its Time
Face-Rolling on the Keyboard 6
After reading this book, I felt so depressed and sad.
Dear author, will there be any extras in the future? (I ran back and watched it again)
I didn't stop crying throughout the whole process. It was depressing and uncomfortable. I couldn't help but bought the last chapter halfway through. Fortunately, they didn't miss it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
The novel... Is over, but life goes on. For a moment it seemed like I couldn't say anything, but really, I had mixed feelings. When reading novels, I always like to read about lovers finally getting married, and I like to read about happy endings, as if such sweetness can cover up the dullness or bitterness of life. These ten years are my wife's ten years. There may have been sadness, sadness, and sweetness... How many decades can life last? My wife wishes that we will always get what we want, so I wish my wife that everything we wish for will be achieved and we will have a smooth journey ahead. Thank you for bringing me such a touching story.
It looks so sad. If you are still tempted in reality, just be brave. If you are not brave, how will you know that there is no chance?
Why do I feel so uncomfortable? In fact, it is not very important whether the ending in the novel is he or not. If you respect the facts, I think it is be. If you write he, my wife, you may feel more uncomfortable. But I really hope, madam, that you can try it with the male protagonist in reality, of course, if you still like him. In real life, even be here is only temporary and you can continue writing. But no matter what, just do what you want, madam. I hope you are happy.
Put the sweetness on the public screen. It's so sweet, but if I think about regrets, reading this chapter will be very uncomfortable. Does your wife have a chance to develop a relationship with him? I feel like you are still in touch.
It's really sour. They both like each other obviously, but they are unwilling to take this step. It's really sad to watch it.
Wuwuwuwu, I was scared to death. I almost thought I was be. I really wanted to cry to death.
Why is there no more at the back? Why don't you add more?