That Possible Day [Entertainment Industry]

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Blurb:

1. Wen Shui was known in high school for being a sucker for good looks, so nobody was surprised when she wrote Cheng Jingyu a love letter. But she'd barely sent it before stealing it back.

The letter was intact and unopened.

A classmate asked Wen Shui why.

Wen Shui: “He's debuted now, and with a face like that, his future is sure to be bright. No point wasting my effort.”

Years later, Wen Shui, now a doctor, had nearly forgotten her youthful crush when she ran into Cheng Jingyu again.

He even brought a battered woman to her clinic to get bandaged up. The woman claimed he abused her.

Wen Shui: “What is this year's most melodramatic show? If I can't have Cheng Jingyu, I might as well send him to jail myself.”

2. Cheng Jingyu had been in the industry for years and could handle even the most pointed questions without batting an eye. Except that one day:

Reporter: “Mr. Cheng, you're so handsome. Did you ever receive love letters as a student?”

For once, Cheng Jingyu's usually placid face took on a gritted-teeth expression. “I got one, but it was stolen back. Does that count?”

Everyone said he was cold and didn't care about love. Only Cheng Jingyu knew that the moment he saw the letter in his drawer, he'd already decided what to name their future children. But before he could even open it, Wen Shui stole it back.

What did she take him for, some pretty ornament?

Then again, she only liked his face anyway.

That's what he told himself as he pretended not to care about Wen Shui, while hoping she'd send him another sign. This time, if she showed even the slightest interest, he planned to catch her on the spot and never let her go.

He never imagined he'd wait eight years. When they finally met again, she didn't remember him at all! And she'd even accused him of domestic abuse...

What the hell! Keep waiting? Screw that!

3. At some point, it was as if Cheng Jingyu's account had been stolen. He started treating his work-only Weibo account like a personal feed.

Weibo post 1: “Sunrise at sea at five in the morning. My hands were frozen stiff, but I finally got this shot.”

A nine-photo grid: eight sunrises and one picture of himself.

Weibo post 2: “I want to go on the advanced slopes, but I can't. Sigh. Hope I can hit the advanced slopes soon.”

Another nine-photo grid: eight snowy landscapes and one picture of himself.

Weibo post 3: “I came all excited to ride horses, but the next day I absolutely refused to go. Guess I'll just rest at the hotel.”

The familiar format: a nine-photo grid, eight grasslands and one picture of himself.

The more he posted, the more evidence piled up that Cheng Jingyu was in love.

At first, his fans thought his girlfriend was making him post, since Cheng Jingyu was such an iceman that there was no way he'd voluntarily post such playful updates.

Then, as if to prove them wrong, he uploaded an audio clip.

A calm, steady female voice, a little hoarse and low: “I told you to keep a low profile. Now you've been found out. You're definitely going to lose your endorsement deals.”

Cheng Jingyu replied in a sickeningly sweet voice, “Would it be so bad to go public with me? You'd be number one on the trending list.”

Female voice: “If we go public in the morning, your fans will assassinate me by the afternoon.”

Cheng Jingyu: “...Whales, do you really want me to become a widower?”

The fans who listened to the whole thing got goosebumps. So not only was their idol the one pushing to go public, he was secretly recording audio to beg his girlfriend to make it official! What a pathetic and worthless idol.

A lively, clever young doctor at a clinic × a lovesick entertainment-industry top-tier star

Note:

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Both have secret crushes. No real-life inspiration. The career plot isn't a major focus: it's just a sweet romance.

I'm not a medical professional. Both leads are each other's first and only partners. Happy ending. No personal attacks, please.

The male lead isn't an idol or a top-tier star. He's a talented actor, so there's no betrayal of fans.

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Blurb:

1. “Jiang Siyue, a beauty by the wine shop, her wrist as white as frost and snow?”

“No. She was born in April. The registrar made a mistake.”

After meeting Zhao Yan, Jiang Siyue finally became Jiang Siyue.

2. A childhood betrothal that had seemed like a joke was suddenly put on the table because her older sister wanted to buy a house.

“The groom's family is very rich, and they've got a scholarly background. You won't suffer if you marry into that family.” Those were her mother's exact words. Jiang Siyue did everything she could to resist, but this wasn't something she could refuse.

Her father was ill and unable to work. Her grandparents on both sides needed support. Her older sister wanted to buy a home in a good school district and send her son to the best primary school in the city... Everyone hoped Jiang Siyue would marry Zhao Yan and bring home the bride price.

No one cared what Jiang Siyue thought. Everyone took turns trying to make her agree to the marriage.

“Didn't you always want to study abroad? I asked around for you. After you get married, you can go wherever you want. The Zhao family won't interfere!”

Jiang Siyue looked at her mother, who was pleading with her. Her mother's eyes held desperation, resentment, and blame... but no love.

Fine.

“I'll marry him, but don't contact me again unless it's necessary.”

Three hundred thousand yuan. That was the price for buying out the rest of Jiang Siyue's life.

3. Zhao Yan, who had never agreed to the marriage in the first place, arrived late to the matchmaking dinner because of work. As he stood at the private room's entrance, he saw a frail figure being shoved around and insulted with cruel, cutting words. The young woman neither cried nor protested. She endured it calmly.

Something in his heart was suddenly pierced.

Zhao Yan, who had always prided himself on being calm and rational, made the second decision of his life based on instinct.

“Sorry I'm late. Let's keep talking about the wedding...”

She needed money, and he happened to have plenty. He could consider it a good deed. Besides, this marriage was destined to exist in name only.

Yet, at some point, his wife began appearing in his world more and more often, smiling at him with her eyes curved.

Her intrusion felt strange to Zhao Yan, but he didn't dislike it, so he let her be. Until that day...

4. The sun was shining brightly that day. In a romance drama, it would be all wrong for a day of heartbreak. She took Zhao Yan to buy rings, and at the mall they ran into a woman. Zhao Yan, who always kept his composure, showed an emotion on his face that was rare for him.

The woman stood in front of Zhao Yan and said mockingly, “Did you get married just to make me jealous?”

Jiang Siyue was a clever girl. She'd been praised for being considerate and knowing her place since childhood, so she left without a word to spare Zhao Yan any trouble.

But when it came time to part, Zhao Yan refused to let her go.

Coming soon: Late-Night Snacks. Blurb: Years after they got together, Song Yexiang held Yin Xi in his arms and asked her:

“Why did you save my contact as ‘late-night snack’?”

“Because you're something to eat at night.”

1. When Yin Xi was born, a fortune-teller once declared that she had a brilliant, resourceful mind and was destined for government service.

Twenty years later, Yin Xi lived up to expectations by devoting that brilliant mind to seducing men, firmly securing her throne as the queen of the dating scene.

Erm, why can't a queen of the dating scene be a government official?

With a gentle, homey face and eight hundred tricks up her sleeve, Yin Xi always had her ex-boyfriends crying and wailing that everything had been their fault.

Just when everyone thought Yin Xi would rise from queen of the dating scene to empress dowager, she suddenly announced she'd reform.

“I swear, this one's the real deal.” Yin Xi was unusually resolute.

Rumor had it her new love was a gifted graduate student in applied economics at the neighboring university, from a scholarly family and humble and courteous by nature.

Song Yexiang was cool and aloof, with a naturally distant air. But the faint red mole between his brows added a touch of sensuality.

For some reason, Yin Xi really wanted to see him fall from godhood into depravity, his composure completely shattered.

Yin Xi bought a light-colored, modest dress, straightened her “bad-girl beach waves” into long, straight black hair, borrowed a campus card, and set out to win him over.

She attended his lectures, answered questions, and added him on WeChat. A month went by, and their conversations were more like academic reports than flirting. There was no progress at all.

After a crushing bout of frustration, Yin Xi decided to let loose for a while and returned to the bar Shimmering Hues with a friend.

Maybe she'd had too much to drink, because she spotted Song Yexiang outside the bar, the man who'd kept her at arm's length.

Song Yexiang was dressed in black with a backpack on. He'd probably just left the library and was going to buy a late-night snack.

If not now, when?

Yin Xi stumbled over to Song Yexiang, managed to squeeze out a tear, and said in a tearful voice, “Song, help me! They're trying to force me to go with them.”

Song Yexiang raised his eyes and met her tearful face. His gaze darkened, then moved past her to the people she was pointing at.

While Song Yexiang was distracted, Yin Xi took the chance to throw herself into his arms. Trembling all over, she raised her tear-streaked face and said pitifully, “I came with a friend, but she ditched me. Song, can you take me home?”

2.

At university, Song Yexiang was immersed in games of love, indifferent to people's feelings, and a heartbreaker without even trying. Everyone in his department knew he was a player.

That made his love games increasingly difficult. After starting graduate school at another university, Song Yexiang learned his lesson and put on the facade of a refined gentleman and excellent student. He also became much more restrained in his games.

One day, a fellow player suddenly came to him for help.

“Help me get revenge on a woman!” His friend pointed at a photo, gritting his teeth. Song Yexiang suddenly grew interested and took a look.

The woman had a gentle, homey smile. It was the junior student who'd been pursuing him lately.

Song Yexiang: “Why?”

His player friend: “I couldn't win her over. That woman is a true-love fanatic. She dates with marriage in mind. You have to really break her heart!”

Song Yexiang: “Are you out of your mind?”

His player friend: “Are you going to help or not?”

Song Yexiang: “Okay.”

Yin Xi was completely different from the women he'd dated before. She was gentle and sweet, with clear, genuine eyes, and she flirted without realizing it.

He suddenly couldn't bear to hurt her. But a player has no heart and doesn't know what it means to settle down.

One month, two months, three months... When their relationship ran its course, Song Yexiang started giving her the cold shoulder to force her to break up with him, while returning to his carefree love life.

3.

No one was surprised when Yin Xi returned to the dating scene. Her friends planned to celebrate at a bar.

Yin Xi brought back her old curls and wore a little crop top, laughing brightly with her friends in a booth.

Song Yexiang wore a black shirt with two buttons undone, a hint of his abs showing, sitting at the bar and drinking with the others.

“Xixi, that guy in black at the bar is totally your type! You have to get him!”

At the same time:

“Yexiang, that curly-haired beauty in the booth is incredible, totally my type! I'm going to ask for her WeChat.”

In a flash, they both looked up, their eyes meeting across the room.

Yin Xi drew in a sharp breath. “I think I've already won him over.”

Song Yexiang clenched his back teeth and forced out a few words: “That's my girlfriend.”

Only later did Song Yexiang learn that Yin Xi had a strategy for breaking up.

If the guy was a romantic, she'd say she'd been hurt before, was afraid of falling in love, and didn't believe in marriage.

If he was a player, she'd say she dated with marriage in mind and wanted to cut her losses.

Song Yexiang: “...”

A scumbag and a heartbreaker: two wrongs make a right.

Theme: A beautiful life