Familiar Dreams

Reunion After Years Apart | Bittersweet | Gentle, sensitive voice actress x composed young master

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Chu Ying remembers the first time she met Xu Jisi.

Their paths crossed for just a moment, but she searched the whole town for him. When dusk fell, she returned home disappointed, only to meet the boy's clear, cool gaze.

At that moment, the wind fell silent.

Chu Ying blinked, her heart pounding.

She also remembers a certain rainy night.

She was crouched beside a low, dilapidated tile-roofed house, mud staining her white dress. Just as she was at her most miserable, someone stood against the light and held an umbrella over her head, appearing before her like a dream.

The feelings of a seventeen-year-old girl grew wild, but he still left without a word.

When she awoke from the dream, she finally understood that they were worlds apart.

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Years later, they met again, and Xu Jisi became her client.

One day, Xu Jisi showed up uninvited at a company outing and became the center of attention.

Nobody knew about their history.

As the others cheered them on and urged them to drink, the man sat back casually, one leg straight and the other bent. He hooked a finger around the dice cup, his long fingers slightly curled as he swept the dice across the table in a smooth, deft motion and rolled them beautifully.

Amid the congenial clinking of glasses, Xu Jisi's gaze met hers for an instant. Then he accepted the drink.

And later,

the young master, always so aloof and composed, lowered himself to plead, vulnerable yet stubborn:

“Don't say yes to him. Give me a chance, will you?”

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For the first seventeen years of Xu Jisi's life, everything was dull and unchanging. His world was all shades of gray.

When he was eighteen, his mother died. The boy came to the small town alone and met the only splash of color in his life.

When he left the town, Xu Jisi thought time would make him forget everything.

Until one day, a friend dragged him to a company he worked with.

Outside the recording booth, he heard the soft, clear voice that had appeared again and again in his dreams.

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Blurb for the next book, Drunk on Purpose:

Secret male crush | Friends to lovers | Reconciliation after a breakup

They say Jiming Temple brings people together. Fang Rong, single for all of her twenty-three years, dragged her friends along to visit.

The rumor turned out to be true. She had barely finished offering incense and turned around when she bumped into the boy who had secretly loved her in high school.

For three years in a row, there had always been a bottle of milk on her desk. She only found out it was from him right before the college entrance exams. Unfortunately, they went to different universities, and their relationship faded away.

Years later, they met again, and he began pursuing her once more. Fang Rong took it as fate setting things right and didn't turn him down. But trouble cropped up the night before their first official date.

Xu Zhiqing, her friend of eight years, came down with a fever in the middle of the night. She went over to take care of him. When he received a video call, the man, half-dressed and hoarse-voiced, accidentally answered it.

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Fang Rong had been friends with Xu Zhiqing for eight years and had never imagined they'd become a couple.

After they started dating, Fang Rong discovered that the aloof, distant, untouchable image was all an act. He was clingy, stubborn, and incredibly jealous, checking up on her every chance he got.

Unable to put up with his excessive possessiveness, she finally broke up with him.

Three months after breaking up with Xu Zhiqing, he was still haunting her every step. Fang Rong went back to Jiming Temple, this time just to cut off their ill-fated ties.

But as soon as she posted on her social media, the ill-fated tie sent her a message: [Did you go there to cut me off?]

Fang Rong sneered and blocked him, deciding that out of sight meant out of mind.

Perhaps Buddha had answered her prayers. After being blocked, Xu Zhiqing really did stop bothering her. He only said they should go back to being friends.

After all, they had known each other for years, so Fang Rong agreed.

Life returned to normal. They got along as usual, and the man seemed to have restored the boundaries he'd once kept. Fang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Until one time, after a night of drinking, she woke to find the man's breath brushing against her neck. She turned stiffly and saw a familiar, handsome face.

Her whole body froze as she remembered the debauchery of the previous night. In a hoarse voice, he had asked her again and again by her ear, “Am I still your ill-fated tie?”

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Xu Zhiqing had secretly loved Fang Rong for eight years, carefully planning everything and waiting for her to realize her feelings.

From a short distance away, he watched the girl offer incense and pray with devotion, waiting for her to turn around. But he hadn't counted on someone suddenly swooping in and getting there first.

He had even less idea that she thought someone else had left the milk on her desk, day after day, for all three years of high school.

Theme: Love only matters when it goes both ways