Distant Starlight, Walking with You

"If it hasn't blossomed by seventeen, I'll come find you again when I'm twenty-seven."

Li Xingyao only learned later that Shen Junxing had written her into his diary time and time again.

1v1, mutual pining, and love finally fulfilled

A sweet campus romance with a satisfying aftertaste

New story: Promotion, Fortune, and a Dead Husband

An academically mediocre female mage x a scheming corpse

The neighbors all envy her for having such a gentle, considerate husband, but only Cheng Qing knows how much trouble this corpse can be.

She'd barely had time to get used to the death notice she'd received yesterday. His belongings were still burning when he came back.

Next time, Cheng Qing plans to put a huge hole in her husband's head, attacking from both sides through the crown of his skull. And later, he lives up to expectations: he digs the dirt off himself, smashes open his coffin, and crawls out of the ground, saying he missed her so much and couldn't wait to get back to her.

*

Wei Ken said they would never part, in life or death. He kept his promise. This seemingly ordinary corpse dragged her all the way down to hell.

He had done immeasurable good in life, and his accommodations after death were pretty good too: he was assigned a huge haunted mansion with three floors.

There was only one problem: someone else lived there too.

What a coincidence. It was someone she knew, her husband.

He said, "I've been waiting for you. Welcome home."

Sharing a bed in life and a grave in death: that was the promise they had made when they married.

*

Wei Ken was young and healthy, but died early, leaving no one behind.

He thought he was destined to be lonely for a hundred years, until Cheng Qing came along and ended his bachelorhood.

His wife was so beautiful that one glance was enough to make anyone fall for her. He wanted to spend his life with her, so in secret he yearned and waited for her to breathe her last.

They had promised to share a bed in life and a grave in death. Anyone who broke that promise would go to hell.

* An absurdist style

* Chinese-style suspense

Theme: Flowers bloom again when the time is right; you are my wife.