Seeing the Clouds

*Blunt, deadpan slacker who can silence anyone in three sentences x a stubborn, lovesick, innocent CEO who won't admit his feelings

Blurb:

At eighteen, Yun Ran was the obsessive big shot's doomed first love in a novel. To stay alive, she accepted a mission to save the male lead, then fake her own death.

But after successfully faking her death, the System suddenly told her she'd saved the wrong person.

By then, she'd suddenly become twenty-six, with a new body and identity. Sitting across from her was a gloomy, cold psychological counseling client.

The man lounged casually on the sofa. He was strikingly handsome and calm, but his searching gaze was fixed straight on her.

The world's unluckiest person, Yun Ran, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "..."

This was Jiang Yue, her childhood friend and the person she was actually supposed to save.

Yun Ran: You've got to be kidding me :)

Even worse, the rotten System started acting up again, forcing Yun Ran to jump back and forth between eighteen and twenty-six.

One moment, the adult version of the gloomy big shot had her trapped in his arms, unable to move. His eyes were dark and inscrutable, and he held her fingertips, gently rubbing them, but his voice was as chilling as a demon's.

"Yun Ran, you lied to me again."

The next moment, Yun Ran was standing outside her high school. Teenage Jiang Yue strode over through the rain, awkwardly tilting his umbrella toward her. His ears turned red. "What are you staring at? Let's go home."

The System: "Host, exciting, isn't it?"

Yun Ran: "..."

Thanks. Not even a roller coaster is this intense.

In Jiang Yue's bleak and lonely youth, Yun Ran was the only glimmer of light illuminating his endless night.

Too bad she never looked his way, and he was left to mourn when she vanished like the wind at eighteen.

Eight years later, Jiang Yue had become a rising business star. He numbed himself with work day and night, suffering from frequent insomnia, until his assistant handed him the file of a counselor.

The girl smiling brightly in the photo was her.

He gripped the file hard. Coming back from the dead was too strange and unbelievable.

But it didn't matter whether she was alive or a ghost. If it really was her, this time he would hold on to that light for good, even if it killed him.

For the rest of their lives, he would make sure her gaze stayed on him.

Not long afterward, his subordinates happened to witness a shocking scene as they left work.

Their boss hurried to a car. The window rolled down, and a lively, beautiful young woman leaned out and said something to him. Soon, the boss got into the passenger seat and drove away with her.

In just five minutes, everyone was thunderstruck.

"?"

Was that cheerful man, practically wagging an invisible tail, really their world-weary boss who always wore a scowl?

They had to be losing their minds! Wah!

Reading notes:

(I may occasionally go back and fix typos or small details. The plot will not be affected.)

Told from both the male and female leads' perspectives. Some details about their professions are invented.

They are each other's first love, and their feelings are mutual. The school-life scenes from the past feature heavily.

The heroine's actions when she returns to the past will alter the hero's memories.

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Blurb:

Wu Qiu died young of illness in her previous life. To get another chance at life, she became a professional NPC, constantly courting death in all kinds of melodramatic novels to drive the villains to darkness.

But her acting was so bad that she failed almost every time.

The System gave her one last chance: she would repeatedly enter the same novel.

The first time, she became an elementary school security guard. She took advantage of the villain's young age to threaten and order him around, only to discover that he was not only nasty but also always spying on her from the shadows.

The second time, she was a classmate at the same school. As instructed, she diligently made trouble around the villain as before, verbally humiliating him and even trampling on his dignity...

But even though she clearly saw the villain turn red with rage and tremble, the mission progress bar still wouldn't budge.

Then one day, Wu Qiu accidentally found an unopened love letter tucked inside a textbook. It was signed with the name she was using now. Before she could read it closely, the progress bar, which hadn't moved in ages, suddenly jumped forward.

She looked up in confusion. Someone abruptly clamped a hand around her shoulder, their touch cold.

Sang Xu, like a ghost shut away from the sun, fixed her back with countless needle-sharp stares. In a calm voice, he said, "Open it."

As a boy, Sang Xu grew up wild, like a stray dog on the street.

He was born emotionally detached, ruthless in all he did.

Not long after that person first appeared by his side, she died.

When they met again, she had a different face and identity. She had become someone else.

But she still lied constantly, vain and timid as ever.

Until one day.

Sang Xu stared at her pale pink lips, the same lips that always said she hated him and didn't like him.

He wanted to tell her that he had seen right through her nature and her lies long ago.

He could let the past go, as long as she stayed by his side forever.

But then she died again.

She had once said she'd never leave him alone, even as a ghost, and that she could recognize him even if he were reduced to ashes. Yet when they met again, she'd forgotten him completely. How could he accept that?

Even as ghosts, they had to stay together.

"Liar."

"You hate me? You can't stand me?"

In the quiet room, Sang Xu embraced her from behind, tightening his arms as if to meld her into his bones. "Then only look at me."

#A clingy, gloomy ghost of a man who's afraid every day that his wife will disappear again#

Theme: A love that goes both ways