A Strange Summer

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My next book will be Waiting for Winter or To the Snowy Mountains.

On a damp, muggy summer night in the rain, Shen Jiashu corners Zhong Ting in a deserted alley.

"You can't speak, and you can't call for help, right?" Shen Jiashu curls his lips, a hint of the careless swagger of a teenage boy on his face. "I want to kiss you right now. You can't get anyone to come save you. What are you going to do?"

Zhong Ting stares at him, dazed, her cheeks flushed. She makes a few gestures with her hands, signing a sentence.

Shen Jiashu scratches his head. "I can't understand that. Forget it. You can go."

-

Zhong Ting's secret is hidden in every summer downpour.

Like a lonely, ridiculous voyeur, she has been unable to stop herself ever since Shen Jiashu first pulled her away from a bunch of thugs.

Shen Jiashu is a bastard, too. She knows that.

But years later, when that bastard signs the same words to her, she still can't stop her eyes from turning red.

Those signs mean: "I love you."

-"If you love someone, you can't love only their summer.", Xu Peifen, Dream

[Content Warnings]

1. A healing romance, with a happy ending

2. The heroine cannot speak and has somewhat poor hearing (but she can hear)

3. Weibo: @Mu Tian w

*For completed novels of a similar type, see Sideways Glance, Snowy Night, and others in my collection.

*Completed novel After Autumn and upcoming novel Waiting for Winter are part of the same Haicheng Experimental School series. If you're interested, please add them to your collection!

Blurb for my next secret-crush novel, Waiting for Winter:

"What's your name?"

"Shan Ying."

"Which Ying?" The man before her is clearly from the south, and doesn't distinguish the front and back nasal sounds very well. "The Yin in gold and silver, or the Ying in 'a river winding between two banks'?"

"The Ying with the water radical, plus the Ying from 'to linger.'"

"Oh." The man smiles. "Next time, you can say it's the Ying in a river winding along."

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To Shan Ying, Zhou Yanbei is her benefactor, and also the cold moon she can never reach.

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When the first heavy snow of winter arrives, she knows he will be coming back soon.

The long wait is all for one meeting a year.

No pattern of tones or rhyme can express how much she looks forward to winter.

She has been waiting like this for ten years.

Because she can't bring herself to say "I love you," she says, "Winter is my favorite season."

Theme: Care about the mental health of young people