The Rabbit Is Upset

Coming next: Sunset Sinks into an Orange Sea [Second Chance Romance], Old-Time Rain [Groveling After the Breakup], The Puppy Says You're the Culprit. Please add them to your reading list~ [Gentle and tender only to you x spoiled and uninhibited only with you] [Brilliant, elegant pianist x feisty, flirtatious little bunny. Weibo: @SweetConeIsNotSweetAtAll] Cheng Xingguo had two choices in front of her. 1. Play the Wedding March at Lin Zexi's wedding as his little sister, offering her most heartfelt blessings to him and the woman he loved. 2. Become the woman he loved. But since she was destined to fall for him countless more times, of course she chose option two, turning herself from the "little sister he'd watched grow up" into his "childhood sweetheart, six years his junior." So, following her flirting guide, she couldn't open bottle caps, was afraid to watch horror movies, wanted to hold onto his clothes when crossing the road, and asked him to tutor her every few days... Changing her personality a little to win him over wasn't a big deal. It's not that it had no effect. It's just that the effect was negative. After realizing he might have fallen for the little sister he'd watched grow up, Lin Zexi spent a while wondering if he was a pervert. But his feelings kept growing out of control. If that made him a pervert, so be it. He couldn't possibly hand over the girl he'd spoiled all these years to someone else. * Cheng Xingguo had been arguing with Lin Zexi for a whole hour about whether she could go out to eat with a male friend. "I already said yes. What am I supposed to tell him now?" Looking at the great pianist Lin, whose face had darkened like charcoal, Cheng Xingguo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was he really getting jealous this fast? "Tell him you have a boyfriend." "But I just told him you're my brother." "..." Lin Zexi had been her brother for twenty years, but never had he hated the word so much. Anyone who wanted to be her brother could take the job. He was done. * Cheng Xingguo didn't know how to tell her father that she'd run off with his prized student, so she ordered Lin Zexi not to let anyone find out about their relationship. As a result, Lin Zexi kept "his mouth shut" so well that even the ants passing by knew. "Nice going, Lin Zexi. Why not tell the whole world while you're at it?" She'd only said it in anger, but later Lin Zexi really did let the whole world know. At the end of his Valentine's Day concert, Lin Zexi announced that it was dedicated to the woman he loved. Cheng Xingguo sensed trouble and tried to sneak out on the spot. Just a few steps from the door, she heard his gentle, amused voice: "Would the young lady in section A, row four, seat three, come up and play a duet with me?" Cheng Xingguo looked down at her ticket. It said, "Section A, row four, seat four." Repeating, "It's not me, it's not me," she pushed the door open and left, only to be chased down anyway. Ever since she'd poked her head out from behind the door and said, "Big brother, my dad's gone out. You can come out and watch cartoons now," there had been no escape. Blurb for Sunset Sinks into an Orange Sea [Second Chance Romance] [Gentle, resilient genius physics professor x rebellious, devoted corporate heir. Second chance romance, yearning and angst, romantic rivals] He Yan, the campus heartthrob in the finance department at Jingbei University, was a rich playboy, carefree and flamboyant. Xu Xicheng, the physics department's top student, was disciplined and by-the-book, spending all day studying in the library. At a party one night, after everyone had been drinking, Xu Xicheng thought He Yan had fallen asleep. On impulse, she decided to end her doomed unrequited love with a kiss. But just as her lips were about to touch his cheek, the man pretending to sleep suddenly turned his head, and the kiss landed squarely on his lips. He Yan's ink-black eyes fixed on the girl whose cheeks had turned red. His amused smile deepened. "How about giving us a try?" The story that followed could have made up for every hardship and sorrow in the world, if only it didn't have an ending. But what story can be told without an ending? She was the one who ended things. That rebellious, headstrong man stood in the rain all night. * They reunited seven years later at a science and technology gala. Xu Xicheng was now the youngest associate professor in the physics department at Jingbei University. He Yan had rehearsed their reunion countless times. He would put the person who had abandoned him in her place, act cold enough, and make her regret it. But all those feelings crumbled the instant he saw the ill-fitting coat draped over Xu Xicheng's shoulders. At the banquet, He Yan stopped her. His fathomless eyes seemed ready to devour her. "What are you to him?" But her answer was even more decisive than it had been that rainy night. "What does that have to do with you, Mr. He?" Seven years really was a long time, long enough to forget someone completely. But how could it be long enough for her to stop loving him? * They say whoever falls first loses, but He Yan knew for certain that he had been the one to lose, utterly and completely, from the very beginning. He admitted defeat. He surrendered. As long as Xu Xicheng would look back at him, he would do anything. He was no worse than the men around her. So why wouldn't she even give him a chance? "Xu Xicheng, is your heart made of stone?" "I suppose it is." "Then why can they, but I can't?" Xu Xicheng lowered her eyes and answered with silence. He Yan had lost all reason. He grabbed both her wrists and kissed her by force, ignoring her struggles, until the taste of blood between their lips mingled with the salty taste of tears. When he came to his senses, he pulled her tightly into his arms and apologized again and again. "Don't cry, little Orange. Don't cry. It's my fault. I'm sorry..." But the person sobbing in his arms could only manage to say, "A Yan... let's just stop..." * It's absurd for people who study physics to talk about fate. But Xu Xicheng still believed that the instant the singularity appeared, everything had already been decided. Even Christ the Redeemer atop Corcovado Mountain couldn't necessarily calculate the whole of fate. How could she, living in the mortal world, know where the next gust of wind would blow? What are you mumbling about? I want to kiss you. He Yan, who hadn't understood a word, decided to fight magic with magic and bent down to kiss her. "Why think so much? You only need to know that there's someone named He Yan who loves you more than anyone else in the world." Theme: Dreams are brilliant beacons that light the journey of life