No Need to Say More

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Male Lead: [A reclusive, world-weary heir to a wealthy family, cold on the outside and soft within, a little unhinged and hopelessly lovesick]

Female Lead: [A clever, scheming woman, sweet on the outside and dark within, bold in love and hate, ambitious, clear-headed, and academically gifted]

1.

Zhao Juntang had the halo of a genius scholar, and only one rule for life: mind your own business and stay out of trouble; rely on yourself, not men.

So in their two years as classmates in high school, she barely said a word to Ju Lan.

Ju Lan came from a powerful family. He was devastatingly handsome, gloomy and world-weary, reclusive and ruthless. Bearing the untouchable aura of a young master, he was isolated by the entire school.

But to Zhao Juntang, Ju Lan was just a rich, good-looking idiot.

And she couldn't stand idiots, and resented the rich.

When Ju Lan had a stomachache, she'd secretly slip a thermos of hot porridge into his desk.

When a teacher was about to walk by, she'd casually close his sketchbook.

When he was about to get caught fighting, she'd use her top-of-the-year-student halo to lie for him.

When Ju Lan fell asleep with his head on his desk, she'd briefly hold his fingers, then quickly pull away.

Not only did she invent all kinds of excuses to secretly help the idiot time and again, she also kissed him after the graduation party.

Then, after kissing him, she ran off for four years. When they met again, she even slept with him.

2.

But she hadn't expected that idiot to grow up and become much harder to placate.

"Zhao Juntang, you liar."

Zhao Juntang gave an awkward laugh and tried to push him away. "Come on, that's a bit much. We barely even talked to each other. You're making me sound like some heartless player. I'm innocent!"

Ju Lan lunged forward and bit her lip until it bled, then lingered over the taste of blood.

"That's true. But you bit my tongue until it bled on graduation day, so I'm getting even."

She thought that was the end of it. But after she'd packed her bags to go abroad and was about to leave, she discovered she was pregnant.

Idiot Ju Lan had cleverly used a condom with a hole in it and trapped her for good.

"You bastard!"

3.

Other people thought Zhao Juntang had saved Ju Lan, and asked why she'd gotten together with him.

At last, Zhao Juntang admitted, "Our love went both ways. What you don't know is that he protected my entire youth, too."

Others asked Ju Lan why he'd suddenly agreed to exhibit and sell his paintings.

Ju Lan answered honestly, "My wife loves money, and we have a child to raise."

[Reading Guide]

1. Each other's first love, one-on-one romance, not an unrequited love, just a secret from everyone else.

2. A mutual salvation story between a grump and a scatterbrain.

3. Reunited after a long separation, pregnancy before marriage.

4. There's a reason the leads don't talk to each other. They're not just being dramatic.

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The Unwavering Wind

Male Lead: [A fierce and lonely ancient god, cold on the outside and tender within, deeply devoted]

Female Lead: [Worldly but kind, resilient, a hapless coward who can't stop talking]

Exotic, dark-skinned lone wolf x sweet, soft, pampered darling

1.

Si Lan was plagued by bad luck. She'd been unlucky her whole life, but never imagined she'd be blown to death.

The culprit, the ancient God of Wind, the aloof and seductive Lord Fei Lian, even became her direct supervisor.

As the only mortal employee at the Immortal Bureau's Mortal Affairs Office, she followed Fei Lian between Heaven and Earth to deal with supernatural incidents, pushing her mental limits and getting scared half to death.

She also had to grovel and put on a smile, cleaning up after Lord Fei Lian, who seemed to speak without thinking.

2.

She put up with all that for the health and pension benefits. Besides, Lord Fei Lian was easy on the eyes, and his powers were handy: he could double as an air conditioner.

Si Lan: Lord Fei Lian, it's a little hot. I can't sleep.

Fei Lian: ...Open the window.

A gentle breeze slipped through the window and wrapped around Si Lan, bringing a chill. Si Lan was very pleased.

Three minutes later.

Si Lan: Lord Fei Lian, could you turn it down a few more degrees? I want to sleep under a quilt in summer.

She got her wish and snuggled beneath a thick quilt, the happiest girl in the world.

3.

But Lord Fei Lian grew more and more outrageous. He even started spouting nonsense, bringing the Little King of Hell over to meet his family.

Fei Lian: I'm your man, and this is your son.

Si Lan got angry for a moment, then curled up meekly into a ball and started questioning her life.

Because she had a vague feeling that it might actually be true.

This was unbelievable. How had dying once turned her into a goddess?

4.

Si Lan gradually sensed that she was different.

Besides, Fei Lian had always been trying to restore her memories without letting on.

Whether it was a dish from the Immortal Realm or a celestial fruit, if it seemed even vaguely familiar to her, Fei Lian would go to the ends of the earth to get it for her.

She was almost ready to remember how she'd once loved this man, but could only watch helplessly as he burned his own soul to seal away her memories.

"Why?" Her heart was broken.

Then she saw a tear slide from the corner of Lord Fei Lian's eye, a man known for his valor, loneliness, and rare expressions, and shatter against his earring.

"Please, don't remember me."

5.

To love forever and forget forever: the cruelest curse of all.

I am your unwavering wind, loving you forever, never forgetting.

[Reading Guide]

1. Both leads have only ever loved each other, and each is the other's first love. The female lead reincarnates through many lifetimes, while the male lead waits devotedly for her.

2. Includes supernatural elements and is a little scary, though the author may not manage to make it scary. Read with caution if that's not your thing.

3. The female lead is timid and unlucky, though occasionally forceful and dashing. Readers who are extreme female-lead fans, please stay away.

4. The author sticks to their usual style: sweetness with shards of glass mixed in, a little angsty, but with a happy ending.

Theme: The mountain has trees, and the trees have branches; my heart loves you, and I want you to know.