Soaked by Summer

🍷Please leave a five-star review. Weibo: @Chu Xun 🍷Coming soon: Marriage Contract and The Spring of the Twelfth Year of My Unrequited Love. Please add them to your reading list! In high school, Jin Yunyan was born to privilege, with excellent grades and a privileged family background. He was the top student everyone admired. Bo Xia secretly looked up to him, writing all her unspoken feelings in a diary. She thought she had hidden her forbidden crush well, until one day a classmate found her diary. Pale-faced and mortified, she stood frozen in place. In a daze, she heard people around her reading the words from her notebook, then burst into laughter at the front of the classroom. Bo Xia’s ears rang. Only when a clean hand held out her diary did she come to her senses. Its owner had clear eyes and a faint beauty mark beneath the outer corner of one eye. His voice was deep and pleasant: “You write really well. Want to walk home together tonight?” That evening, Bo Xia waited until night fell, but the boy never appeared. Only later did she learn that, after all those years of high school, he had barely even remembered her name. -- They met again in a torrential downpour. His gentle features blurred in the rain, and he seemed even more impossible to approach than he had years ago. Amid the bustle of the world, he casually handed her an umbrella. Bo Xia thought he recognized her, but when they met again, the man sat with his hands resting on his crossed legs. His gaze, behind his glasses, was kind yet imposing. His thin lips formed unfamiliar words: “Miss Bo?” After they started dating, Jin Yunyan accidentally discovered the diary she had kept when she was secretly in love with him. Bo Xia thought of the overly sentimental things she had written and worried he would laugh at her. But after a long pause, Jin Yunyan simply smiled at the lovely words she had written about him. Before kissing her, he took off the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose. He still looked gentle, but his eyes concealed danger and an intense possessiveness “I’m afraid I’m about to shatter some of your fantasies about your crush.” -- The day Jin Yunyan took her to register their marriage was the summer solstice. As they left, he held her hand tightly. “Miss Bo, let’s go home together tonight.” “A person only gets one summer in their life. Every other one is spent measuring up to it.”, Source: the internet. Sensitive, quiet girl x gentle, charming man / architect x medical technology First love for both / happy ending / personal growth / very slight ensemble cast *Slow-burn, bittersweet romance. An unrequited love comes true. The introverted heroine’s silent youth and love kept hidden from the light. *Final blurb dated 22.04.26. [Recently completed] Marriage romance: Roses Have No Rules / Highly recommended: The Secret Burn, set in Beijing’s wealthy social circle. [Coming soon: marriage romance The Spring of the Twelfth Year of My Unrequited Love. Please add it to your reading list] The day Song Murou ended her long relationship with her boyfriend, she was heartbroken and had lost all hope in love. A heavy rain fell on her way home from work. Her already low spirits sank further, and then she was rear-ended. Song Murou held herself together as she dealt with the accident, but in the end she couldn’t stop herself from crying. It was the first time in many years that she had seen Yu Weiyan again. The rear window of the understated Porsche Cayenne that had hit her slowly rolled down, revealing a face both distinguished and aloof. His eyes seemed to hold a trace of dampness as he discreetly sized her up. His clear, cool voice reached her through the rain, making her heart flutter. “Why are you crying?” She looked up. He handed her a plaid handkerchief carrying a faint scent of sea salt. The man smiled charmingly. “How about I just let you off the hook for the damages?” -- Later, when she married him, Song Murou never expected anything from their marriage. It was just a way to deal with their families. To her, he was simply a high school classmate she hadn’t known well, a golden boy who had received so many love letters he could hardly keep count. Their marriage was nothing but an act, each of them getting what they needed. Until Song Murou accidentally found her husband’s high school diary. It read “I happened to see her crying her eyes out. That evening, she even slipped me a piece of chocolate and told me not to tell anyone.” “She likes sea-salt drinks and the blue sea. Her name is Song Murou.” “The twilight is gentle today. I miss you.” Everyone knew there was a cherished woman in his heart, but no one knew her name was Song Murou. Theme: Yesterday’s downpour can’t dampen who I am today