Love Runs Deep

Ying Miao was classmates with Lu Zeyi for three years in high school. Lu Zeyi was the favored son of heaven, the most dazzling person in any crowd in terms of family, looks, and temperament. She had grown up in the mountains, and in other people's eyes, she was just a pretty mountain girl. Their social standing was worlds apart, and their relationship should have been as bland as plain water. But fate had other plans. Entanglements between the previous generation forced them to register their marriage.

Neither of them wanted it, and even though they were perfectly compatible in bed and enjoyed themselves immensely, once they had regained their composure, they still had nothing to say to each other. Their marriage lasted just three months before ending in divorce.

After the divorce, Ying Miao had no intention of remarrying Lu Zeyi. She quit her job to build a brand, and in less than six months it was thriving. She also planned to find herself a pleasant, ordinary man and marry again, living a simple, unremarkable life.

Her second chance at love was a middle school teacher with an ordinary appearance and family background. She was a laid-back sort who didn't like favored sons of heaven, and she was very happy with him. She planned to build a lasting relationship, get married, and have children.

One day, after returning from a date with the teacher, she said goodbye to him downstairs. The teacher kissed the corner of her mouth, and she smiled, waved, and went upstairs.

The stairwell was dim, and the motion-activated light seemed to be broken, staying dark for a long time.

Ying Miao entered her fingerprint code and was about to open the door when the light suddenly came on. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Zeyi standing against the wall in a tailored suit. His fringe was a disheveled mess, and several cigarette butts still smoldered at his feet.

Lu Zeyi looked at her with dark eyes and watched her for a long time.

Ying Miao turned away as if nothing were wrong and opened the door to go inside. Lu Zeyi hurried over, grabbed her wrist with one large hand, and pulled her into his arms. The smoke had roughened his voice, making it sound painfully hoarse as he said, "Miao Miao, will you remarry me?"

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A story about how I thought you hated me for ten years, when actually you'd been in love with me for ten years.

Not a purely sweet story, and not a story that mistreats the heroine. The romance has a bittersweet edge, so read with care.

Coming soon: "Lull You to Sleep"

Three years ago, Wen Yao returned to Jiangnan with her grandmother. After three years of school there, she went back to Beicheng. Her father remarried, giving her a stepsister two years older than her, but taking away her fiancé, Jiang Yao.

Her stepsister and fiancé joined forces and married each other, and they frequently mocked Wen Yao. She didn't care and devoted herself to her studies.

But her grandmother was so worried she could hardly sleep. She was determined to find Wen Yao a new match from a family even more prestigious than Jiang Yao's.

Her search led her to the Qi family, the richest family in Beicheng. Thanks to her lifelong friendship with the Qi family's grandmother, the Qi family agreed to have a man of noble character and outstanding looks become engaged to Wen Yao.

There were three young men in the Qi family, all exceptional. The eldest was married with children, and the youngest was still in school. That left the second son, Qi Sili, exceptionally handsome and already capable of managing things on his own at a young age. But he was aloof and so uninterested in women that his friends jokingly called him the monk, Second Master Qi.

Grandma Wen thought that marrying a man who was like a monk was still better than marrying a two-timing scumbag. Besides, Qi Sili was far more capable than Jiang Yao, so she made up her mind: Yes!

And so, just after being betrayed by her fiancé, Wen Yao found herself newly engaged to Qi Sili.

She didn't take her new fiancé, who wasn't a monk but might as well have been, to heart. When people asked about him and she couldn't brush them off, she'd smile and say, "Qi Sili knows more about this than I do. Go ask him."

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When Qi Sili's friends heard that he had a clever, beautiful college student for a fiancée, they crowded around him at a little gathering in a bar and asked if she was pretty.

Thinking of Wen Yao, whom he had never met, Qi Sili replied without much interest, "I suppose... she's pretty?"

Friend: "What do you mean, 'I suppose'?"

As they were talking, a beautiful woman walked by downstairs. His friend pointed at her and asked, "Compared to her, is your fiancée prettier, or is this one?"

Qi Sili didn't even look. "My fiancée is prettier."

Just then, they heard someone call to the beautiful woman downstairs: "Wen Yao!"

Only then did Qi Sili look up and see Wen Yao turn around to find the person calling her.

An oval face, round almond eyes, and rosy lips. She had a delicate, charming air and was undeniably beautiful.

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When Wen Yao and Qi Sili first became engaged, Qi Sili never contacted her, not even to add her on WeChat. Just as she was about to forget all about this monk-like fiancé, she got a friend request from him one day.

Then came a key to their marital home.

Then dinner together.

One rainy day, Qi Sili picked her up and brought her back to their marital home. Feeling awkward, she took a hot shower in the guest bathroom and put on the clothes that had been dried for her. It was late, and she was about to say goodbye and head back to her dorm at school.

Qi Sili handed her a cup of warm milk. His face was cool and detached, but his eyes were dark as he said, "It's raining hard. Don't go back. Stay here tonight."

Wen Yao: "..."

He continued, "Our relationship is legal, anyway. Half of this home belongs to you."

Wen Yao: "..."

When Wen Yao and Qi Sili moved into their marital home together, both grandmothers worried that an aloof monk of a man and a gentle, slow-moving woman wouldn't get along, would argue, and end up sleeping in separate rooms. They tried to hold back, but couldn't, and agreed to sneak into the house one evening.

The moment the two grandmothers entered the marital home, they came face-to-face with Qi Sili, who had just come out of the master bedroom.

Qi Sili looked startled, then quickly straightened his shirt. Desire still lingered in his eyes as he greeted them: "Grandma."

Grandma Qi thought she glimpsed a few scratch marks on the abs of her grandson, who had never shown any interest in love. Before she could get a closer look, a pair of slender, jade-white arms wrapped around Qi Sili's narrow waist from behind. A soft, sweet voice said flirtatiously, "One time wasn't enough. I'm not satisfied yet. I want more. You're not allowed to leave."

Grandma Qi and Grandma Wen looked at each other, their eyes asking: More what?

Grandma Wen blushed: Oh, you old thing, don't pretend you don't know!

Sweet, adorable rich girl x cool, chaste monk-like man

Romance after marriage / He falls for her at first sight, and she falls hard after he flirts with her / Endless sweet doting / The male lead isn't really a monk; before meeting the heroine, he simply lived an ascetic life like one.

Theme: Care about the mental health of girls from the mountains