Don’t Follow Me

[Undergoing a major revision. It will be available again once the rewrite is complete.]

In high school, Song Shiyi pursued Ye Zhishu with great fanfare, but he showed no interest at all.

Everyone thought they'd never get together.

But during the summer after graduation, when nobody knew, Ye Zhishu held her hand as they wandered the city's streets and alleys, beneath countless blazing suns and through countless tender dusks.

She thought their happiness would last much longer. Then an accident upended Song Shiyi's life and brought her first love to an end.

The young man stood in the chilly early autumn rain, his eyes dark and his face even paler by contrast.

Facing his cold expression and questions, Song Shiyi remained calm.

"Ye Zhishu."

"Let's break up."

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Years later, Song Shiyi had become a popular gaming streamer with a million followers.

During a livestream, a fan asked about her love life.

Song Shiyi answered candidly, "Don't ask. I chose the wrong person. As for now..."

"...Take a guess?"

She joked around with her fans, completely unaware that on the other side of the screen, a man who never drank was getting blackout drunk for the second time in his life.

The first time had been the night he broke up with her.

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Five years after returning to China, Ye Zhishu suddenly learned the truth about what had happened back then.

Distraught, he knocked on Song Shiyi's door.

His wet bangs were disheveled, his eyes were red, and his lips were tightly pressed together. He looked down at her and said,

"Please let me come back to your side... I beg you."

*University professor x gaming streamer

*Second chance romance

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Upcoming book, Slow to Catch On:

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Jiang Tiao lost a game with her friends.

The penalty was to confess to the first man she saw.

Thinking that once she left the private room, nobody would know her, she opened the door with confidence.

A man happened to be passing by. He had handsome features and a tall, straight figure... and looked strangely familiar.

Oh.

It was her sworn enemy, the one she couldn't stand.

Jiang Tiao's smile froze on her face. After a long pause, she forced out four words through gritted teeth. "...I, like, you."

He Xiesheng stared at her for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and said in an irritatingly smug voice,

"Jiang Tiao, have your standards finally improved?"

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After they got together, Jiang Tiao found a password-protected album on He Xiesheng's phone.

She made him unlock it and discovered there was only one photo inside.

At dusk, she was asleep with her head on her desk, wearing her school uniform. A half-profile of her pale, clean face peeked out from her messy hair.

Jiang Tiao froze for a moment, then grabbed He Xiesheng by the collar and snapped, "You were plotting to get with me that early?"

He Xiesheng pulled her into his arms, kissed the top of her head, and gave a carefree laugh. "Yeah. You took forever to catch on."

"Good thing I love a challenge."

Theme: Hard work pays off