A Boyfriend for a Day

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Also known as "Drunk and Out of Control". The female lead is the focus, and her happiness comes first.

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A flirtatious younger man who's even sassier than he looks x a beautiful painter who gets into trouble when drunk

On the eve of her wedding,

Xu Nian caught her childhood sweetheart, Lin Weichen, tangled up with his mistress.

On the wedding day, the mistress barged in, ready to pull the "three classic moves for making a scene as the other woman."

But then...

She fell to the ground sobbing, and only when she looked up did she realize:

The groom on the stage wasn't Lin Weichen at all.

After the farce was over, Xu Nian looked at the overseas honeymoon trip she couldn't get refunded and felt her heart bleed.

There wasn't enough time to get visas for her friends and family.

Just then, the temporary groom, Xi Zhuo, who was meant to be "rented for a day," smiled obediently.

"Sis, my visa hasn't expired yet."

Xu Nian pinched the bridge of her nose. "...Fine. I'll count it as your year-end bonus."

On the day they returned home from their trip,

Lin Weichen stopped her at the airport, eyes red, and asked, "Xu Nian, we..."

Before he could finish, a crowd suddenly rushed over with cameras.

Xu Nian was so startled she stepped back, only to be pulled safely into the arms of the man beside her.

The flashes went off all around them. Amid the commotion, she finally made out a few key phrases:

"Emperor Xi..."

"The real reason he retired two years ago..."

"This lady..."

Xu Nian looked up at the man she had treated all along as a "bar bouncer and travel companion."

She was completely stunned.

An award-winning actor? A temporary stand-in? Him?

Xi Zhuo shielded her, his voice cool. "My private life is off limits. No comment."

Xu Nian: "??? Care to explain?!"

[Bonus Scene]

For the first two days of the trip, they kept out of each other's way.

Until one night...

Xi Zhuo took out his phone and played two videos for her.

In the first, a drunk Xu Nian clutched his collar and asked:

"If I rent you for three days... can I cut the line?"

In the second, she was wearing rabbit pajamas and crouching in front of him, measuring his chest muscles inch by inch while carefully counting aloud.

Sober again, Xu Nian said, "...Was that me?"

Xi Zhuo stared at her. "I made so many sacrifices for art. Aren't you going to take responsibility?"

Reading Guide

1. Sweet and indulgent, with contrasts, push and pull, and maximum tension.

2. The heroine is an ENTJ: clear-headed, beautiful, and sharp-edged.

3. The hero is a little younger than her, quietly crazy, and secretly doting.

4. This is fiction, so please don't read it as real life.

"On the Edge of Losing Control" is currently being updated

[1]

Shen Ran, Horizon's cool white rose.

A clear-eyed blade in social circles,

always graceful, always beautiful,

yet keeping everyone at a polite distance.

Lu Che, lead researcher at SynBrain.

A forbidden zone in everyone's eyes:

restrained, composed, and uninterested in desire,

like a fire sealed away by reason beneath layer upon layer of ice.

No one would ever have connected the two of them.

Except for that total loss of control seven years ago.

The day they met again at the product launch, the backstage lights were painfully bright.

She held her high heels in one hand and stood barefoot in front of him.

"Professor Lu, long time no see."

He was silent, with the stillness of a predator waiting for its prey to fall into the trap.

She said she felt guilty. She apologized and said what happened seven years ago was her fault.

He looked at her, his emotions so cleanly emptied out that nothing remained.

Until he decided to close the net.

Shen Ran was just as provocative as ever that day. When she sensed something was wrong and tried to retreat, he raised an arm and blocked her against the wall behind her.

It wasn't an embrace, just the lightest of gestures, but it trapped her.

"Ask me what I'm thinking again."

Lu Che's voice was soft. "And I won't let you stay on your feet."

Her memories suddenly returned to that snowy night in Cambridge.

The lights were still on in the lab. She huddled by the radiator, shivering.

He held her, fingers clasped around the back of her neck, and kissed her fiercely, his voice hoarse and low:

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

[2]

Seven years ago, Lu Che lost control for the first and only time because of Shen Ran.

In other people's eyes, he was as calm as a god. But that night, he tore through his mentor, his conference, and every rule for her.

But the person Shen Ran discarded most decisively in the end was him.

Everyone thought he had moved on long ago.

Only he knew the truth:

He still couldn't regain control of what he had let go that night.

"Shen Ran, don't test me."

His voice was soft. "I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

His calm was chilling,

but every word seemed torn straight from his bones.

[3]

One day after they got back together, Shen Ran came out of the shower and saw Lu Che folding the jacket she'd tossed onto the sofa.

She said helplessly, "I just put it down wherever. You don't have to tidy up after me every time."

Lu Che looked up. "I want to."

Shen Ran paused. "...If you keep this up, you'll spoil me."

Before she could finish, he had already lifted her securely by the waist and started walking steadily toward the bedroom.

Shen Ran was startled in his arms. "Lu Che, you..."

He turned his head close to her ear, his breath lightly brushing her hair. His voice dropped, hoarse and low:

"We have to go back to the bedroom... if I'm going to spoil you."

[Reading Guide]

1. One-on-one, both each other's first and only love, with college flashbacks woven in.

2. The hero is a PhD in neural computation. He only loses control around the heroine, and they're physically drawn to each other. They like each other a whole lot! >.<

Theme: Becoming the warmest light in each other's lives