A Beginner's Guide to Planetary Confessions

[Coming soon: Contemporary romance groveling story, Tempting the Divine; sweet romance, The God of Wealth Serves Me Food, I Spin the Table. Please tap to add them to your favorites, everyone! The blurbs are below~]

Blurb: Mutual pining | Rekindled love | A long-planned pursuit

[Socially anxious, gentle novelist x refined, celibate aerospace engineer]

Qiao Xi first met He Zhixu when she was sixteen, painfully shy and prone to stammering.

On a bitterly cold winter's day, just as she was about to drown, a boy pulled her to shore.

One sweltering summer evening the following year, she cried in front of He Zhixu for the first time. He nervously tried to comfort her with a clumsy excuse.

"My cat's studying for the CET-4. Want to come see?"

It was a joke, but Qiao Xi secretly remembered it for years.

She decided to give up on He Zhixu several years after her confession failed. She never expected to run into him again at a matchmaking dinner.

He sat in the corner in a bespoke suit. His cool gaze swept over her and settled there, distant and indifferent, as if she were a stranger.

Qiao Xi's breath caught. Thinking he had long forgotten her, she pretended not to know him.

The next second, she saw him get up and walk over to her.

He firmly took the hand of her matchmaking date on her behalf and said, his tone unreadable, "Hello, I'm He Zhixu."

After returning to China, Qiao Xi deliberately put the encounter out of her mind and buried herself in writing.

That was until she ran short on inspiration for her new novel, and her editor happened to mention that the heir to a certain conglomerate in Jing City had gone into research for his first love. It would make a great story, and the editor arranged for them to meet.

That day, she sat stiffly on the sofa in a villa, only to find the cool and reserved He Zhixu waiting for her.

"I can give Miss Qiao all kinds of ideas for her story."

He pressed his thin lips together and looked straight at her, eyes burning. Then he lowered his voice. "But stories come from life. For research purposes, would you consider getting back together with me?"

Qiao Xi was stunned. ...

When had they ever been together?!

His colleagues all said that Professor He, who had always been ascetic, self-controlled, and proper, had suddenly become a different person.

He'd always lived in the staff dormitory, but now he'd bought a detached courtyard home in central Jing City. He'd even been photographed during an interview with what looked like a lipstick mark on his collar.

Then, on the night a rocket finally launched, He Zhixu unexpectedly brought a gentle beauty along.

He secretly took her hand and brought her to the base's stargazing platform.

From the best spot for stargazing, Qiao Xi saw a beautiful, brilliant planet that shared her name.

He held her close from behind, kissing her forehead again and again, his kisses burning and tender as he coaxed, "Qiaoqiao, will you give me an official title?"

[The city is far away, the smog has cleared. While the sun shines down on the Tropic of Capricorn, while the winter planet burns bright, I want to tell you that even the wind is gentle.]

⊙"What character are you playing tonight?"

⊙"He Zhixu, who's been aching for you for a long time."

A few tips:

1. School life in the first half, city life in the second. A happy-ending, everyday-life story.

2. Both leads are each other's first love. The male lead and the second female lead are siblings.

3. If you don't like it, please be gentle or just quietly move on. The author is wearing a dog-head helmet to survive.

4. I'll fix typos from time to time, but the plot won't change.

2023/3/19

Blurb:

Ji Ruanruan has a selfish, obsessive sugar daddy who loves throwing tantrums.

Later, he sent her to spend time with various business partners.

On the surface, she was an innocent, naive little white flower, but she helped him win over plenty of tough clients.

Every time she won one over, her sugar daddy would fly into a rage.

He would lock her in a room with his own hands.

In a dark, cramped corner, he would use chains to force her to look up

and silently mouth the same words to her again and again.

"Ji Ruanruan."

"Remember, I'm your god."

"And you will always belong to me."

Ji Ruanruan thought she would eventually develop Stockholm syndrome.

Until her sugar daddy took her to a party with the rest of their circle.

Amid the clinking glasses and lively chatter, one of his business partners drugged and harassed her.

As she fled in a panic, she ran straight into the arms of Pei Qinghuai, her sugar daddy's sworn enemy.

The arrogant, calculating, cold, and proud elite lawyer from all the rumors

Women flocked to him in droves, but none won his heart, and none came away unscathed.

Ji Ruanruan never thought to ask him for help. She gestured a quick thanks and tried to leave.

But he grabbed her wrist, pulled her behind him, and hid her in the dark.

Through the half-closed door,

she saw his tall, impeccable profile. He spoke to the others like a lion on the hunt.

His tone left no room for argument. "I have no law enforcement authority. I refuse."

Afterward, she traced words across his palm, one stroke at a time, to thank him.

His warm, dry palm closed tightly around her hand.

Afraid she wouldn't understand,

Pei Qinghuai spoke slowly, one word at a time, to tempt her.

"Run away. Leave him, and I can be your wings."

Later, her sugar daddy suddenly changed his tune.

He wanted to give the canary he'd kept for three years an official title.

A powerless deaf-mute orphan would be lucky to marry him. Surely she'd be grateful beyond words, weeping with joy.

Her sugar daddy stood at the door, fully prepared.

But when it opened,

the little bird who had always been obedient and sensible was wearing a silk nightgown with its collar hanging open.

Her pale skin from neck to chest was covered in mottled red marks, a clear sign of a night of wild passion.

His sworn enemy, Pei Qinghuai, came downstairs in a bath towel, taking his time.

His voice held none of the sharpness he showed in the courtroom.

It was all tenderness. "Wife, was it the neighbor's dog again?"

I walked alone through the dark mire.

Until I met you,

you were the only ray of light I ever glimpsed.

·Celibate fox of a lawyer x clear-eyed canary who pretends to be obedient

[The typhoon passed, the rainstorm raged, and suddenly the mountain torrents came.]

[And so the story ends. The god's heart stirs, and he falls from the clouds without meaning to.]

A few tips:

1. The male lead will grovel.

2. The heroine isn't a good person in the traditional sense.

(She's in perfect health. It's all an act.)

3. The second male lead gets the girl. Both leads are virgins. Happy ending.

4. Xiao Yingnan, nine-year age gap. Pei Qinghuai, six-year age gap.

This blurb was screenshotted on August 3, 2023.

Coming soon #2: Sweet romance, The God of Wealth Serves Me Food, I Spin the Table

[Looks like a beginner voice actor but is actually a big shot in the cosplay scene x Looks like a super grudge-holding top student but is actually an innocent, devoted gaming ace]

On the eve of a robot combat tournament, sponsors invited several domestic teams to compete in a friendly mecha mobile game match.

Intern Huo Sitian had to fill in for her company's cosplayer to promote the game. Her boss warned her that she absolutely mustn't offend the IS team, the company's cash cow.

But no matter how much she planned ahead, she never expected the IS team captain to be Ji Yuchuan, the top student she'd stood up three years ago!

The very Ji Yuchuan who, back in school, had been rumored to be a perennially single, extremely grudge-holding ice-cold heartthrob!

To make things worse, she was picked as a lucky audience member and paired with the IS team for the match.

That day, her teammates brought up the past and mentioned a post from three years ago about a cool, handsome college guy being kissed by a cosplayer at the school gates on a rainy night.

The cosplayer in question, Huo Sitian, looked up to find Ji Yuchuan glaring at her with a dark, ominous expression.

Nobody would believe this was a coincidence, not even a dog!

After the event, under pressure from her boss, Huo Sitian had to sit down for a meal with Ji Yuchuan again.

Everyone else kept buttering him up, while she buried her head in her food.

She polished off a small mountain of food, spotted a plate of grilled lamb ribs, and instinctively reached out to spin the lazy Susan.

The table fell silent, punctuated by a few sharp intakes of breath.

Huo Sitian looked up, confused, and saw the God of Wealth's chopsticks awkwardly frozen in midair.

Before she could explain, Ji Yuchuan stood up in front of everyone.

He set the entire rack of lamb in front of her without changing his expression, then spoke with a faintly mocking smile. "Eat up."

Well, was it a little too late to claim it was a coincidence now?

Huo Sitian ran away.

She posted several updates to her social media feed, asking her friends how she could salvage her image as a wage slave in the eyes of the stingy God of Wealth.

That night, the God of Wealth cornered her downstairs at her apartment building.

His handsome, perfectly sculpted face was hidden in shadow, just like that cool college guy from back then.

Ji Yuchuan smiled faintly as he grabbed Huo Sitian by the collar and showed her the social media posts where she'd spent dozens of lines roasting him.

His low voice somehow sounded full of gritted teeth.

"Huo Potato, is that how you introduce me?"

⊙Huo Sitian: Three years ago? A cursed connection. It's all a cursed connection!

⊙Ji Yuchuan: Yeah. A cursed connection that tastes like milk tea, durian, and barbecue. How could I ever forget it!

Theme: Work hard for your dreams.