Up next: I’m writing "Red Peonies by the Bridge." Please add it to your favorites!
Blurb:
Wen Yiya ran away from her childhood sweetheart’s wedding and traveled to an ancient town thousands of miles away.
It was a misty spring night in March. By the time she reached the town, she was penniless.
Down on her luck, she sat beneath the eaves of a little shop selling folk handicrafts to shelter from the rain.
Deep in the night, the shopkeeper was getting ready to close up.
As he shut the window, a few drops of rain slipped off the wooden frame and landed on Wen Yiya’s head.
She instinctively turned around and found herself face-to-face with a young man standing at the window, looking apologetic.
“I-I’m sorry,” the young man said in a clear voice.
Wen Yiya gazed at him. In the gentle breeze and drizzle, beneath the dim lights, he looked like a beautiful young man who had stepped out of a painting.
The handsome young man blinked awkwardly. Seeing the rain grow heavier, he blurted out, “Miss...” Then he paused, seeming to get tongue-tied for a moment because she was staring at him.
Wen Yiya almost thought he was about to call her Auntie.
Then the young man continued, “Miss, would you like to come inside and wait out the rain?”
Miss? Wen Yiya couldn’t help smiling. This really was an ancient Jiangnan town of apricot blossoms and spring rain. The locals were so old-fashioned!
Looking at the young man, who was a feast for the eyes and seemed completely harmless, she nodded at once. “Sure.”
Later, Wen Yiya and the young man ran the little shop together.
As time passed, they fell in love. Just as the young man was full of hope that he could grow old with Wen Yiya, hand in hand, in this little town...
Wen Yiya’s childhood sweetheart came after her and took her away.
Older woman and younger man, four-year age gap
Happy ending
Blurb for "Red Peonies by the Bridge":
Hong Yao first met the handsome, graceful young immortal who smiled like a spring breeze during a severe drought in Yangzhou.
Back then, she was merely a peony blossom by the Twenty-Four Bridges, not yet able to take human form, and she was about to die from the drought.
The immortal took pity on her and kindly gave her a drop of immortal dew, then breathed a little of his immortal energy into her.
Thanks to him, Hong Yao survived, and from then on, she kept him in her heart and never forgot him.
Five hundred years later, she finally took human form. For reasons unknown, the immortal had become a poor scholar in the mortal world, making a living by selling paintings and calligraphy beside the Twenty-Four Bridges.
Hong Yao went to buy his paintings every day, hoping to lure him into marrying her while she was at it.
Eventually they did get married, but not long after, the scholar died again. Hong Yao was heartbroken for a long time and was just about to join him...
But she didn’t die. He saved her again.
Seeing him once more made Hong Yao overjoyed and excited, but the immortal seemed not to recognize her.
That was all right, Hong Yao thought. As long as he was alive, that was enough.
So she followed him around every day, pestering him.
The immortal was so overwhelmed by her that one day he finally shook her off and flew up to the heavens.
But after just one day apart, the lofty immortal began seeing things. He saw the little flower spirit in red dancing before him, trying to seduce him.
He angrily waved both hands in front of his face and muttered to himself, “This little vixen really won’t leave me alone. I absolutely refuse to admit that I’ve fallen for her, hmph! She’s just a little flower spirit, and I’m a mighty immortal of the Ninth Heaven. How could she have me wrapped around her finger...”
He waved the apparition away, but then the real one showed up.
Hong Yao wrapped her arms around the young immortal from behind and burst out laughing. “I heard everything you just said. So you’ve been in love with me for ages!”
In this life, the immortal was stubborn and a little tsundere. He shook his head wildly in denial. “I haven’t! I’m not! I...”
Before he could finish, the red peony silenced him with a kiss.
The immortal was forced to taste a mouthful of flower and took a deep breath. Tsk, this flower smells so good!
This is a story about giving in to temptation.
Moral: Promote traditional Chinese culture.
The Bird Trapped in a Cage
Eight Thousand Miles of Poetry and Paintings
Blood Demon
When the Demoness Breaks Free from Her Seal
Red Peonies by the Bridge
The World Beyond the Heavens
A Thousand Trees in Bloom
The World's Number One Assassin
Winter Snow
The Idle Crown Princess
The Watermelon Grown by a Celestial Lord Has Become a Spirit!
When Will the Spring Blossoms and Autumn Moon End?
Mainly to reply to ancient people's complaints about ordinary people's love. Because I haven't purchased Chapter V yet, I can't comment under the original poster, so I have to comment here. Hey, this is exactly what I want to say: When can we have normal marriage and love? Isn't it good to be ordinary? It's really annoying! The whole screen is filled with either women being miserable or men being miserable, or women being as strong as superhumans. How can they be beautiful alone? Bullshit! Anyone who can say the words "beautiful alone" is either a sea king or a resentful woman in a besieged city. A truly single person must know that being alone has nothing to do with the words "beautiful". "
What a sad person, Zhu Ma also loves the heroine very much. It's a pity that the heroine doesn't like him.
Don't you know how to ask on WeChat...
The large text is very spiritual in a certain way, and it creates an atmosphere unconsciously. The ancient charm is also very valuable. I hope to continue to strengthen this part. After reading the copy, I thought there would be a plot about running a hotel and the two working together to grow up. Unexpectedly, there was a twist and the CEO/entertainment industry/gory drama reappeared. The male protagonist once again becomes a low-key boss. The problem is that sometimes this boss's speech is very silly and sweet, which is inconsistent with his status... Two extreme plots with different atmospheres. The heartwarming part also has no main line, a bit real "life", repetitive and streamlined. If you can be like the copywriter, you will stay away from your original life and meet a young man from a small town. The two gradually get closer, which is manifested in running a hotel, and the behind-the-scenes life begins to come into contact. They meet various guests together, and the heroine uses his expertise... In the process, the heroine also understands each other, and the heroine restarts the designer's inspiration... The strong bamboo horse main line and copywriting are useless. In summary, she is a treasure wife, but she must work hard and finish her off with flowers. Wow, it's rare to see a treasured author, so I can't help but want to say more. I hope you don't feel sad. If you feel sad, you can delete it.
On the full screen, the president, president, president, movie king, movie king, movie king, jj, the president arrived late but arrived, the old man, the subway, and the mobile phone. . Speaking of which, the male protagonist's statement is a bit... I don't know how to put it.
So cute. I like cute and adorable male and female protagonists. They are both so cute.
There are only three people in the whole story, the male and female protagonists, and the cannon fodder. I thought there would be other people coming to stay or something.
Have you progressed to opening a hotel together now?
It feels like there is no obvious main line
I like the ink-like Jiangnan