A Love Letter for Sleepless Nights

For updates on the print edition, follow the author on Weibo: @Lang Li Bailan Ji. The new novel, Fox Eyes, is updating now~ This novel: [The male lead treats her like a kid at first, then chases her like a lovesick puppy] 1 Everyone knows Lin Yiqi's number-one online nemesis is the esports legend Fuhu. Their usual interactions: Fuhu: Draw something wholesome for once, kid. Lin Yiqi: Get over here and kowtow to your dad first. Lin Yiqi: Put on some more clothes, doggie. Your dad will worry if you get sick. Fuhu: It's cold down in the underworld. You take care too. 2 Lin Yiqi: Online, I'm always ready to throw down and hit back hard. In real life, I'm a sweet, well-behaved girl next door. When meeting her new landlord, Lin Yiqi spoke softly and acted quiet and gentle. But the new landlord was completely unmoved, responding with sarcastic remarks. Lin Yiqi complained on Weibo: Why is my new landlord even weirder than that guy? Commenter: I suspect you're hinting at a certain streamer whose surname starts with F. Father Fu will arrive on the battlefield in five seconds. Lin Yiqi: Let's be bold. I'm saying it outright. Lin Yiqi: Let that dog come catch me. She'd barely finished replying when someone knocked at the door. The landlord, now without his mask, had a deathly pale face and a gloomy, listless air. His features were exactly like that certain dog's. "I heard you wanted me to come catch you..." The man leaned against the doorframe, looking down at her as he enunciated each word: "Little. Artist?" 3 A little artist moved in next door to Fu Huai. She looked sweet and well-behaved, but secretly wanted to be his dad. One moment she was going wild online, the next she was acting like a sweet, docile lamb in front of him. At a gathering, their mutual friends found out they lived together and immediately started teasing them. But Fu Huai just shrugged and stubbed out his cigarette. "I'm already twenty-seven, and I've got all kinds of issues. How old is that kid?" "There's no way we'd work." Half a year later, at another gathering, a friend asked how the little artist was doing. Fu Huai pulled out a cigarette, looking thoroughly annoyed. "I'm chasing her. Don't rush me." ·Tough, beautiful manga artist x gloomy, cocky esports dog ·The male lead is five years older than the female lead ·The male lead has never been in a relationship. The female lead has a brief ex-boyfriend, but they never even kissed. ·The male lead used to be a pro esports player. The story itself isn't about playing esports, but esports are still relevant. It won't be too esports-heavy, so you can follow along even if you don't play. ·The story takes place after the main events of Brewing Wild Tea with Roses ·Weibo: @Lang Li Bailan Ji New novel: Fox Eyes Perhaps because she'd been under too much pressure at work, lately Shi Yue kept hearing wolves howl beside her ear. The sound always came out of nowhere in the dead of night, leaving her drenched in a cold sweat. After much deliberation, she knocked on the door of the new neighbor who'd just moved in next door. "Hello. I've been hearing wolves howl a lot lately, and I'm not sure if I'm imagining it. Do you have the same problem?" Her new neighbor was a very tall man in a floral shirt and beach shorts, slouching in a nonchalant way with a cigarette between his fingers. He looked utterly unreliable, but his face was devastatingly handsome. "Ah, sorry, gorgeous. The moon's full these days, so my old problem's acting up again." Shi Yue was really fed up with the neighbor who kept showing up at her door. And the excuses he used were spectacularly flimsy. "I forgot my keys." "The lock's broken." "I came over to take a walk around your place." "..." One day, Shi Yue invited an old classmate over to catch up, and once again, someone knocked at the door. At the end of her rope, Shi Yue snapped, "Zhao Baixing! What do you want?" Zhao Baixing glanced at the man inside and gave a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "My place blew up. I came here to hide." "?" [You don't have to rush to say you love me, Shi Yue. I don't need your pity.] As Zhao Baixing said this, he lowered his misty eyes, his expression lonely and dim. No one saw the sly, meaningful gleam beneath those foxlike eyes. Theme: Courtesy and civility are everyone's responsibility