Flower Knife and Anchor

[Next up: Isolate the Entire Universe. Blurb at the bottom]

If Juzi had to define her trip to Tibet, she'd say, "I was in love."

But she really hadn't realized that the handsome surgeon operating on her, whose manner was rather cool, was the same man she'd had a fling with back then.

Fortunately, she'd flirted with him, wiped her mouth, and successfully made her escape.

Unfortunately, she'd already been anesthetized and was now completely unconscious beneath the surgical knife.

**

Under the operating lights, the young woman lay on her back and looked over at him in confusion. She'd completely forgotten him. "Doctor, have we met before?"

Wei Yuchi: "Oh?"

A ridiculously superficial art student x a Putian (crossed out) plastic surgeon

[Contemporary romance works available for pre-order in my profile: a, pretending not to know each other; b, the other woman’s boyfriend. Pick whichever you like.]

a. Isolate the Entire Universe (a superstar who stepped behind the scenes after reaching the top x the popular youngest member of a rising girl group)

Of all the wildly popular ships out there, only Shi Jingji and Qin Xianqi have everyone in agreement:

These two are the least compatible people in the world.

They're both stunningly beautiful, exactly the kind of looks the entertainment industry loves. Even fan-edited videos pairing them can rack up millions of views in no time, leaving shippers clutching their chests and crying that their sweetness levels are off the charts. But the two of them simply can't spark a thing. Whenever they appear in the same frame, all anyone wants to do is hit fast-forward. Their compatibility rating in a game was so awkward that they couldn't even pass for ordinary coworkers.

The last compatibility question was so impossible that even the host admitted it was deliberately unfair.

"What's something that has to be on the table at every meal?"

As if doodling out of boredom, Qin Xianqi sketched a little dish of green sauce in her answer book.

The female fans screamed so loudly their voices nearly pierced the ceiling. The superstar took the microphone onstage and smiled faintly. "Wasabi."

"What's your favorite thing to do while warming up your voice?"

Shi Jingji rested his chin on one hand and lowered his eyes coldly, tapping a few times on the marble floor, bored.

Amid the cheers of countless male fans, the female idol onstage bashfully brushed a strand of hair aside. "I like to tap out the beat with my foot."

**

During his bleakest, most anonymous days, the young man lit a cigarette in the wilderness and let it burn.

The wind howled, billowing the sleeves of his black hoodie. He turned to her and gave her a casual smile. "Little penguin, do you think this cigarette smells like wasabi?"

[If the whole universe insists you and I shouldn't be together, then let's isolate the entire universe together.]

b. After the Scumbag Gets His Girlfriend Stolen (set abroad): a cheated-on woman x the other man

At a class reunion many years later, the guys drunkenly grabbed Ling Jia by the collar and asked indignantly, "How did you manage to keep our goddess Ji's heart when you were all the way over in Canada?"

Ling Jia smoothed out his rumpled collar, his light tea-colored eyes perfectly calm. "I guess I just stuck with it."

Stuck with it by constantly putting a pair of horns on her scumbag boyfriend :)

They first met at a hometown gathering in Canada.

When Ling Jia walked in carrying a skateboard and trailing the crisp scent of hoarfrost, Ji Yuelong was being pressured by a crowd of malicious people to reveal her secrets. Her boyfriend, the focus of the conversation, just stood by with his arms folded, acting as if it had nothing to do with him.

Ling Jia's cool presence stunned the whole room into silence.

At the time, Ji Yuelong thought it was nothing more than a chance encounter with a cool, handsome guy.

Until the night before Ji Yuelong returned to China.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, Ling Jia let his head slump against Ji Yuelong's shoulder. His warm, wine-scented breath brushed the little mole at the corner of her lips. "Don't just look at your boyfriend. Pay a little attention to me, too."

Ling Jia's ivory-white face was flushed faintly from the clear liquor, but his gaze remained bright. "He has so many targets he's trying to seduce, but you're the only one I like."

Theme: There's nothing wrong with loving beauty, and getting plastic surgery is justified.