* Slow-witted, sweet girl x cool, aloof guy
* Advertising planner x game designer
1
Back in middle school, a tall, lean boy transferred into the class next door. He had monolid eyes and a chilly gaze, spoke little, and wore black whenever he wasn't in uniform. Most of the time, he slept with his head down on his desk.
Like the other girls, Xue Yuening would pretend to go to the bathroom between classes, clutching her books and hurrying past his window with a flushed face.
But she never dared to look at him openly.
On graduation day, she watched as one girl after another blushed and went to give him a love letter, only to be driven away by his coldness, just as expected.
Xue Yuening waited until the evening clouds were ablaze before finally working up the courage to go over and say his name for the first time.
"C-Chen Zhuo."
In the afterglow of sunset, the boy's fingers paused as he lit a cigarette. He glanced over, the corner of his eye lifting slightly, his expression unreadable.
His gaze rested for a brief moment on the jar of paper stars in her arms. Then he pointed off to one side. "Go play over there."
The seed of "love" in her heart had barely begun to sprout before it withered away.
2
After graduation, she spent three years drifting around Guangzhou without getting anywhere. On the day she hesitated over whether to end her lease and return to her hometown, fate took a turn, and she ran into those familiar eyes in the stairwell.
That night, Xue Yuening posted an urgent plea for help on Douban: "My roommate is the guy I had a crush on in middle school. What should I do!!!"
Much later, one day, someone happened to come across her post history. He immediately registered an account and carefully replied to every comment beneath the post: "Thanks, everyone. We're together now."
After crossing the river of many long years, all those bittersweet thoughts of a girl in love would finally come true.
3
One night before they got together, the power went out. The man was about to leave for overtime at the office when Xue Yuening couldn't help grabbing the edge of his sleeve. Looking pitiful, she asked, "Could you stay? It's so dark in here. I'm scared."
At that, he raised an eyebrow and let out a quiet scoff. "Am I a light bulb?"
Later, during one of the times Xue Yuening gave him the silent treatment, the shameless man cut the power, grabbed a pillow, and knocked on her door. With an earnest expression, he said, "I don't mind being your light bulb."
Bonus scene:
As the high school entrance exams approached, the dean vowed to crack down on the improper trend of young romance. His first target was naturally Chen Zhuo, whose handsome face had thrown the hearts of half the girls in their year into disarray.
Dragged to the office in the middle of a nap to hear a lecture, the boy listened with drooping eyes, letting the words go in one ear and out the other, until the dean started fishing for names of other students who might be showing signs of young romance.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and, without the slightest hesitation, scribbled down a few names.
They were the boys who had been pursuing Xue Yuening most relentlessly at the time.
A preview of my upcoming novel, "Fireworks Brilliant Tonight"
Timid, delicate girl x roguish romantic
10-year age gap
1
The next time Feng Ni met Huo Zhongyan, it was at a club with dim, suggestive lighting.
White smoke swirled in the air, and the pungent smell of nicotine made the corners of Feng Ni's eyes redden. Her boyfriend's group of rowdy friends egged her on, demanding that she get up and sing a song.
Under those scrutinizing or mocking gazes, her face turned deathly pale. Her nails dug into her palm as she slowly stood up.
At the same time, the click of a metal lighter rang out from the shadows. Hearing someone gasp, Feng Ni instinctively looked over, too.
In the flickering flame, her eyes met a pair of dark, unreadable eyes.
The color drained from her boyfriend's face. He stood up and greeted him with the utmost respect: "Brother Yan."
Later that night, Feng Ni never did sing. She remained distracted the whole time.
When the gathering ended, rain pattered outside. By chance, her hand brushed against a lighter on the sofa beneath her, still warm with a man's body heat. As if possessed, she ran after him.
Rain poured down. The empty road was pitch-black, with not a soul in sight. Feng Ni paused, then turned away dejectedly, the cold metal clasped in her hand.
But the next second, headlights suddenly lit up in the distance, drawing closer and closer.
The car window rolled down in front of her. The man cast her a cool glance. "Get in."
2
After Huo Zhongyan helped her out of trouble several times, Feng Ni kept her feelings well hidden. She naturally assumed that all his concern for her was simply because of her boyfriend.
Until one night, a twist of fate brought them together in a messy, passionate encounter, and everything began spiraling out of control.
"What are you hiding from?"
People came and went in the living room downstairs, where her boyfriend was chatting and laughing with the guests. In the shadow of the staircase, the man wrapped his arms around her slender waist from behind. His fingers pinched the back of her neck, and he breathed out a mocking laugh beside the red mark behind her ear. "Let him see."
The day he deliberately let Feng Ni catch her boyfriend cheating, Huo Zhongyan watched her eyes redden. The smile at his lips slowly faded. With a cold expression, he gripped her chin and bent down to kiss the tears at the corners of her eyes. "Sweetheart, did you forget something again?"
"You're mine."
"Your tears belong to me alone."
3
A long time later, she asked him, "Why did you turn back that night?"
"Back then, there were two little people talking in my head."
"?"
"One said, 'Turn back and take her with you.'"
"And the other one?"
His voice was low. "The other one said, 'Sure, sure.'"
There had been no twist of fate. From the very first moment he saw her, he had already fallen deeply in love.
Completed novel: "No One Knows"
"You're like the night, with its silence and stars. I spent my entire barren youth searching for you."
Firefighter x cultural relic restorer
1
It was an ordinary rainy day.
Shan Wan ran down the stairs and accidentally bumped into the boy she had a crush on.
When she looked up, she met his eyes, clouded with dampness.
A little cold.
She murmured, "I'm sorry," but he didn't respond. With his fingers poised over his phone's keyboard, he lowered his head and carried on typing his message.
It was as if he hadn't noticed her at all.
Back then, he was a carefree bird, always surrounded by a different face. To him, love was just something to pass the time.
When a girl occasionally poured her heart out to him, he only laughed without a care.
And she was nothing more than an indistinct passerby.
No one ever knew about the dreams she had of him.
2
Years later, Shan Wan ran into him again outside a convenience store.
The youthful innocence was gone, replaced by a man with a worn, roguish air.
She impulsively ran up to him and asked, "Do you still remember me?"
"...I do," he said.
Those two words were like a spell, and she fell for him all over again.
Theme: What you can't forget will one day find its way back to you
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He looks so arrogant and irritated. I wonder what the obedient heroine likes about him. His stinky face? Just paint these men
(1) Without thinking for a second, Chen Zhuo grabbed her hand and pressed it somewhere. When his fingertips touched the thing through the thin fabric, Xue Yuening was stunned for an instant and his whole body became stiff. The man groaned and breathed heavily: "Did you touch it?" "Touch, I touched it..." Xue Yuening wanted to retract his hand, but he held it tightly and could not move. The man pulled the strap away and guided her further. Her hands were a little cold, and her fingertips were very soft, like pink cat paw pads, which made them jump. His voice was uncontrollably twitchy and breathy: "What does it feel like?" What does it feel like... It's a big bag, very stoney, very stoney, and very hot to the touch. Ding Ye held her palm with a ferocious look of teeth and claws. Xue Yuening didn't dare to lower his head and look down. She swallowed hard, racking her brains and unable to think of a suitable word to describe it.
Is the heroine okay??? Jiang is so annoying that he can't tell his mother clearly?? Can't your attitude be tougher?? Would your mother, who loves you so much, still forcefully press your head regardless of your wishes??
It's been a long time since I saw my Ginger Jiangjiang ~ Wadaxi likes it very much to see the extra on this day of my lunar calendar! I caught a video of Zhu Bajie's cosplay today hahahaha, it's a very real life scene. This part of sex can clearly kill you, you like trees and glass, this metaphor is so clever. This is my first time writing this kind of thing. I guess I created this potential by going crazy in the middle of the night, and I can still make great use of it in the future. If you practice a short story about mature men and women while the iron is hot, the combination of meat and vegetables will be twice as nutritious, and over time you will also find your own special dish. I also read the next chapter. A dialogue suddenly popped up at the beginning, which made me a little confused. It jumped too fast. As I read on, I thought it was a direct if line (there was no label in the table of contents, so I guess it wasn't). Then I came to the lip-synced "wife" and wondered if it was Xiao Xue's dream. After that, huh? It actually belongs to Chen Zhuo? What a surprise! After all, it is if, and Chen Zhuo also has many ways of writing. However, the direct and direct expression of the sentence "I don't like other people" is the jealousy and possessiveness of the sinister Xiao Chen, as well as the behavior of stuffing the note with the phone number. It is not only to buy her food, but also to chat with her at any time in daily life. In fact, for him, this is the most suitable and most active emotion outside of the text.
(1) Although it was pitch dark in the room at the time and I couldn't see the thing clearly, judging from the feeling of sitting down, the size should be considered large. As for Shi Gengdu... Anyway, she has a strong sense of presence, and Shi Gede is particularly uncomfortable with her big moon retreat. (3) Just smelling the fragrance at the end of her hair is even more overwhelming. If I really wanted to sleep in the same bed with her for one night, my body would explode in pain.
Xue Xiaoning is so cute that I am so cute hahahahaha
A healthy friendship, a friend with flaws and flaws, these are actually not inferior to the passion and intensity of love. Even when you see your friends happy, you will cry louder than your friends. I think Feng Qian and I are like this too. We all have a friend who seems stupid and has not grown up. There may have been rifts, estrangements and conflicts, and the tatters of the world, but there is always this innocent friend who takes the initiative to patch things up for us, so we love her even more and want to protect her like this. I don't want her to get hurt. When we are in love or have someone we like, we will be wary of the other person. There is positive feedback between friends, which is super cool.
I like that sentence, love can make fearless people fearful. Because love often makes people feel indebted, Xiaoxue's love has become thicker over time. She has the courage to break the casserole, but she does not have the endurance to ask the truth. Xiaojiang breaks through the period of depression, I'm here to catch you who are cautious!!
Why does the second female lead appear in the hotel...