Sleepwalking

Qiao Xi has a little secret: she's always had a crush on the older brother who is only her brother in name.

One autumn when she was seventeen, she sneaked into his room after getting drunk and gave him an achingly innocent kiss in the dark.

Later, when Xing Zheng casually brought up that night, her face turned red as blood. Stammering, she said, "I must have been sleepwalking."

At the seaside when she was eighteen, Qiao Xi worked up the courage to confess her feelings to him. She cried so hard that she looked like a rain-soaked pear blossom, mourning the love she was about to lose.

Xing Zheng wiped away her tears, then bent down and kissed her.

"Qiao Qiao, open your mouth."

That kiss, tinged with the salty sweetness of the sea breeze, appeared in her dreams countless times afterward.

She couldn't forget those eyes, clouded with crimson.

Neither the moon nor the sea could match even a fraction of his tenderness.

Years later, Xing Zheng has become a decisive and formidable police captain.

One day, some of his subordinates were chatting about the pretty policewoman he'd turned down. One of them summed it up: "Someone as cold and heartless as Captain Xing doesn't have a single tender feeling in him."

The man flicked the ash from his cigarette.

How could he not?

There was only one person in the world who could easily stir his emotions.

Like that sweltering summer night, when spring passion shattered the moonlight and seeped into the air, thick and close, while their mingled breaths whispered against each other's ears.

Like the day she said they were breaking up. He turned away, eyes reddening, then wandered through the cold wind all night before finally collapsing in a torrential downpour.

Every day after that, he lived in restless confusion, as if sleepwalking.

A delicate, sickly dance student (Qiao Xi) vs. a brooding, cunning sports student (Xing Zheng)

(Campus romance, both are each other's first, childhood friends, rekindled love.)

Theme: Love is the constant companionship that flows like a gentle stream.