Nightfall

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Reunion from the start | Male lead has a secret crush | Rivals to lovers | Five-star sweetness

Everyone knows Feng Yunwan and Jing Yan can't stand each other.

They were at each other's throats in school, and things didn't improve once they entered the workplace.

At a livestream event, Jing Yan spoke as the boss while Feng Yunwan stood beside him with a cold expression.

The food Feng Yunwan made was brought right to Jing Yan, but he just waved it away.

Even at their class reunion, someone asked how the two of them were getting along these days.

Feng Yunwan smiled nonchalantly. “We haven't been in touch for years. We're just okay. Not close.”

The male lead sitting beside her was every inch the aloof beauty. He lowered his head to sip his tea and calmly agreed. “That's right.”

*

No one knew that after dinner, in a dark suite on the top floor, this aloof beauty had grabbed Feng Yunwan by the wrist and pinned her against the door.

Through the door came the laughter and conversation of two former classmates passing by.

The man bent close. “Are we really that distant, Miss Feng?”

His hot hand guided hers over the sharp bridge of his nose, then removed the glasses that made him look so refined.

The glasses hit the floor, and his amused voice sounded in her ear once more:

“Want me to jog your memory?”

*

Later, someone claimed the two were more than friends in private, and had spent an entire night alone together at a guesthouse in an ancient town.

Netizens: Today's fake news is as ridiculous as Lin Daiyu flying a plane. Might as well say Feng Yunwan took Jing Yan to the old town to push him into the river.

Then Jing Yan suddenly reposted a Weibo post from eight years ago by a user named “Y1025”: [I like her]

Caption:

[In the eighth year of loving her, my wish came true.]

*Strangers by day, wild together at night.

*Fake gentleman, real scoundrel x lazy cat type, both virgins, happy ending.

*For more reading tips, see the author's note in Chapter 1.

A related novel is being serialized: After I Matched Outfits with My High School Classmate on the Subway

1.

After being tricked into a blind date, Shu Yao ran into her high school classmate Chen Ye, whom she hadn't seen in seven years, on the subway.

Back then, her best friend and his buddy had been all lovey-dovey, leaving the two of them stuck awkwardly facing each other in silence as their matchmakers.

Now something even more awkward happened:

They were wearing matching outfits.

Fortunately, Chen Ye didn't seem to remember her.

Shu Yao secretly rejoiced and was about to grab her bag and make a run for it when someone suddenly passed by.

The person hesitated, stopped, and looked them over. Then their eyes widened in delight:

“You two are still together?! Matching outfits, how romantic! I believe in love again!”

Shu Yao: “...?”

2.

Faced with all kinds of blind dates, Shu Yao chose to propose rather than ask for help or beg to be spared.

“I have no expectations for marriage. I just want to make my mom happy. Since our matching-outfit photo has already become a couple photo, and you need this too, why don't we work together?”

Chen Ye leaned casually against the table and asked, “What do you like about me?”

Shu Yao calmly made something up. “Your mercurial state of mind. It's quite charming.”

“...”

Chen Ye agreed.

His reason was that he admired people who could swear with style.

3.

After getting married, they treated each other with polite respect.

Shu Yao always thought she was the first to fall in love in this marriage.

Until one day, at a gathering long afterward, they played truth or dare, and Chen Ye's friend was asked what the most ridiculous thing he'd ever experienced was.

Without hesitation, he pointed at Chen Ye. “A year ago, in the middle of the night, he sent me ten voice messages in a row, bragging that he was getting married.”

The other friends were astonished. They pulled out their phones and demanded, “Just how many people did you send those to?”

“Not many.” Chen Ye leaned back lazily and added with a hint of regret, “Too bad my dog doesn't have a phone.”

Shu Yao: “...”

How would a dog use a phone?

Shu Yao glanced at the shameless man beside her.

Oh. Maybe it could.

Coming soon: After My Notes App Synced to My Secret Crush's Phone

As an amateur novelist, Li Sui was used to jotting down fleeting inspiration in her phone's notes app.

Since she was terrible at coming up with names, when she couldn't think of one, she'd use the name of someone nearby as a stand-in.

Including the human fox she'd fallen for but could never have.

On a stormy night with thunder and lightning,

Li Sui wrote down a character's grumbling in her notes:

Zhou Jinghuai has done so many evil things. I wonder if he'll get struck by lightning and die.

The next morning,

A few words had appeared beneath that sentence:

Thanks for asking. I'm still alive.

Li Sui: ?!!

*

To Zhou Jinghuai, Li Sui had always been the sweet, well-behaved little girl who'd once stayed at his house.

Until one day, he accidentally opened the notes app on an old phone he hadn't used in years.

The moment his notes synced,

he discovered just how much the sweet little girl hated him:

Every villain who got slapped, forced to kneel in the rain, went bankrupt, or slept on the street

had the exact same name as him.

*

Zhou Jinghuai had been frail and sickly since childhood, but work made it hard for him to take care of himself. Then, at some point, his notes app changed its tune:

[The tobacco tax you pay today becomes tomorrow's medical bill.]

Zhou Jinghuai looked at the cigarette in his hand and put it out.

[One drink today, two lines of tears from your family tomorrow.]

Zhou Jinghuai looked at the drink someone offered him and declined.

[My roommate asked what circle I run in. I said dark circles.]

Zhou Jinghuai closed his file and went back to the bedroom.

The next day, Li Sui glared at the sleeping man beside her, dark circles under her eyes, regretting everything.

If she'd known he'd be such a jerk, she should've just let him get dark circles.

Theme: Be brave enough to be yourself