[My next novel will be Spring Mud. Please add it to your to-read list. The blurb is at the end.]
1
Chen Jue was alone, carefree, and unruly. When he wasn't talking, he looked rather fierce.
Jiang Rutang got drunk and mistook him for someone else. After feeling his waist, she frowned and shook her head. “Dad, you've lost weight.”
2
He treated everything with the same calm indifference, including her.
It rained endlessly in Jiangzhou. With red-rimmed eyes, she said the only cruel thing she had ever said in her life: “Chen Jue, this is where we end.”
Even then, his eyes remained unruffled.
3
Years later, in that run-down little town, Jiang Rutang saw a report about him in the newspaper: Former shooting champion forced to retire due to injury, fallen from the pinnacle of his career.
A photo of him winning the championship was printed beside it.
People had plenty to say about it, but no one knew how he had gotten that injury.
At a reunion, a classmate asked him, “Are you at peace with it?”
Chen Jue never took his eyes off her. In a hoarse voice, he said, “I'm not.”
4
Jiang Rutang took out her phone and started typing. She had barely written, “We've already brok...”
The next second, a certain Mr. Chen took the phone from her. “We can divide the house and the assets, but not the bed or our hands.”
Next time is too far away. Let's do it now.
The Little Sun X Wild and Free
School romance first, then city life / both first loves / 1v1
Written September 6, 2021, revised October 6
Next up: Spring Mud
They say you shouldn't casually pray for love before the Buddha, but Meng Yan didn't listen.
That year, during Grain Rain, she chased after him, waving a wooden fortune stick and making a racket. “The best love fortune! Hey, Xu Jinzhi, I'm going to be with you for the rest of my life.”
On the stone platform, the boy turned his head and smiled. “Yeah,” he replied softly.
No one heard his answer.
Just as no one knew that the fortune she had drawn that day was actually the worst possible one.
One autumn day, Meng Yan rose onto her toes and leaned close to his ear. Her eyes reddened as the words left her mouth. “Xu Jinzhi, I lied to you.”
She left without another word, never looking back, and sent him only that worst-luck fortune stick.
Xu Jinzhi was silent for a long while after receiving it, his eyes lowered. “But I believed you.”
Meng Yan's collection of illustrations, titled A Journey Through Mountains and Rivers, unexpectedly went viral online.
In the description, she wrote: “A journey through mountains and rivers, each going our own way in peace. In memory of my one-sided, unrequited love.”
At an art exhibition, someone asked if she regretted her unrequited love from her youth, which had come to nothing.
She merely shook her head gently. “I tried. I have no regrets.”
Years later, the man who appeared before her was a little drunk. He smiled faintly, eyes lowered. “A journey through mountains and rivers, each going our own way in peace. Meng Yan, you really did make it look easy.”
The next day, she spotted a familiar ID among her new Weibo followers.
When she clicked on it, she suddenly discovered that he had sent her a message three years earlier: “When you said you'd be with me for the rest of your life, did you mean it?”
He had kept that worst-luck fortune stick for many years, until another Grain Rain, at Jiming Temple.
Xu Jinzhi casually drew the best fortune. She read the verse softly: “The sun rises, the wind scatters the moon. Its light shines upon the world.”
He smiled softly. “That's me and A-Yan.”
Theme: Those who love each other will find their way back to one another.
The story is not very dramatic, but it is better than telling it in a gentle way. (I actually spent money!
Sprinkle flowers! (To commemorate the first book I spent money on in Jinjiang)
Why do so few people read such a beautiful article? I've found a treasure hehehehehehehehe^O^. The copywriting of the pre-received article Chunni looks very good. When will it be available? I'm waiting for you to tweet ~
From the breakup to now, although the heroine initiated the breakup, it was because the male protagonist forced it. However, a few years later, the heroine still initiated the reconciliation and even took the initiative to be a bitch.
I feel like the language is very plain, but it's very touching.
The male protagonist doesn't feel like he loves the female protagonist very much
I stayed up late to finish reading it. I didn't expect that no one would read it. It's very well written?
In fact, I was quite angry when I watched it. The male protagonist wanted to break up so he broke up with him. He insisted on acting like a big lover, thinking that he was doing it for the good of the female protagonist, and then forced the female protagonist to break up. Then he was moved. After watching it, he didn't understand the meaning of this breakup.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers~
Woohoo, I still want to see a family of three
The story is not very dramatic, but it is better than telling it in a gentle way. (I actually spent money!
Sprinkle flowers! (To commemorate the first book I spent money on in Jinjiang)
Why do so few people read such a beautiful article? I've found a treasure hehehehehehehehe^O^. The copywriting of the pre-received article Chunni looks very good. When will it be available? I'm waiting for you to tweet ~
From the breakup to now, although the heroine initiated the breakup, it was because the male protagonist forced it. However, a few years later, the heroine still initiated the reconciliation and even took the initiative to be a bitch.
I feel like the language is very plain, but it's very touching.
The male protagonist doesn't feel like he loves the female protagonist very much
I stayed up late to finish reading it. I didn't expect that no one would read it. It's very well written?
In fact, I was quite angry when I watched it. The male protagonist wanted to break up so he broke up with him. He insisted on acting like a big lover, thinking that he was doing it for the good of the female protagonist, and then forced the female protagonist to break up. Then he was moved. After watching it, he didn't understand the meaning of this breakup.
Spread the flowers, spread the flowers, spread the flowers~ Woohoo, I still want to see a family of three
Zhao Yuan: My brother of hatred