My Childhood Friend Is a Clingy Sweetheart [Campus]

Lu Shiyu thinks having a childhood friend she grew up with is pretty nice, especially when that childhood friend is a top student and the school heartthrob with an absolutely gorgeous face. “Thirteen, I can’t walk anymore.” “Hop on. I’ll carry you.” “Thirteen, I don’t understand this problem.” “Give it here. I’ll explain it to you.” There’s just one thing: her childhood friend attracts way too many admirers, like Tang Seng stumbling into the lair of the Spider Demons. After their high school graduation banquet, the second-ranked student in their grade, who had a face like a fairy, stopped Wei Tan just as he was about to confess. Lu Shiyu appeared out of nowhere, put her hands on her tiny waist, and batted her eyes as she cooed, “Thirteen~~~ I want some water, please.” What the hell is “water, please”? The pretty girl in second place was sure that cool, self-disciplined Wei Tan would never give in to such a coy little flirt. The very next second, she saw the boy who was impossible to charm, a boy whose every pore radiated perfunctory impatience, smile softly with his cool eyes. “Sure!” he said. - An obsessive, gorgeous childhood friend has his straightforward, guileless childhood sweetheart all figured out. Mainly set at school. The protagonists are both 18 or older when they start dating. Blurb written on 2019.6.13 ***** New story, “Arranged,” launching on 9.22 ***** Fang Yuanyuan is beautiful and sweet-voiced, graduated from a 211 university, and has a stable public-sector job. For nearly half a year, she has been harassed and pestered by a rich third-generation heir, one of the Four Young Masters of Haicheng. Just as she can’t take it anymore, the parents of the childhood betrothed she was promised to suddenly show up at her door. She has nothing to lose in this arranged marriage. First, their son isn’t stupid or disabled. Although he dropped out of college to play video games, he actually made a name for himself, with years of competition and countless honors under his belt. Second, her in-laws have so much money they could buy the rich heir’s family outright. More importantly, they treat her exceptionally well. The thing they say most often is, “That brat of ours must have done something right for several lifetimes to marry you.” Third, her arranged husband bought an esports club and is always flying around the world. He hasn’t shown his face once in the three months since they got married. Living alone in a mansion worth hundreds of millions, Fang Yuanyuan sighs: You can’t fight fate. The truth is, it’s best to lie flat. Later, she discovers an irresistible force has disrupted her grand plans to lie flat. Her arranged husband has a strong back and plenty of stamina, and comes up with countless excuses every day to keep her overnight in the club dorm, in his six-foot bed. Working three shifts a day and night, this salted fish is getting a little tired. When Cheng Kan first hears he has a childhood betrothed, he finds the whole thing absurd and ridiculous. How many years has it been since the Qing Dynasty fell, and people are still arranging marriages? He doesn’t care what she looks like. Even if she’s a fairy descended from heaven, he still won’t marry her! Otherwise, he’ll be a turtle crawling on the ground. It doesn’t take long for Cheng Kan to find out how much it hurts to eat his own words. * When Cheng Kan gets home, he discovers that his billion-yuan mansion, furnished in a sleek, high-tech style and decorated in nothing but black, white, and gray, has been completely taken over by girlish knickknacks. He walks into the bedroom and sees his arranged wife, with her hair styled in Nezha buns, sitting among twenty or thirty plush toys and leisurely eating ice cream. She sees him and curls her lips into a smile. “Want some?” Cheng Kan, who absolutely forbids anyone from eating in bed, walks over and bends down to kiss her. “I do.” Theme: