[Socially anxious x controlling / age gap / healing / rekindled romance]
[Love is a curse, yet he embraces it willingly]
After her parents divorced, Xu Chuxian transferred to Haicheng. At first, everything seemed to be getting back on track, but whenever she woke from a dream in the middle of the night, she would recall scenes that made her blush.
She thought they were ordinary dreams, until she kept running into a man who looked just like the person in them. She began to wonder if her hormones had been out of whack lately.
Xu Chuxian didn't think much of it. She figured their social circles were worlds apart and that she probably wouldn't see him again.
At a drunken banquet, wanting to get back at her smug stepsister, Xu Chuxian found the courage from somewhere to grab Zhou Boyu as he passed by and declare:
"Who says I don't have a boyfriend? As if I'd ever want a wimp like yours!"
The room fell silent in an instant, especially among the few people who knew Zhou Boyu's true identity. They all looked dazed.
After sobering up, Xu Chuxian wished she could crawl into a hole and disappear. Her toes practically curled into the floor from embarrassment. She bowed to the innocent man she'd dragged into this and apologized three times, swearing she'd clear things up.
She expected to be scolded, but instead she heard...
"Why apologize?"
The man's voice was deep, his eyes dark and intent as he stared at the crown of the young woman's head, like a beast hunting in the shadows and baring its claws.
He sighed. "I couldn't be happier."
Half a year later, after seeing his father off, Zhou Boyu finally found his missing fiancée.
That day, the streetlights flickered, snow whirled through the air, and the girl curled up at the side of the road looked especially pitiful. Zhou Boyu's fingers curved as he shielded her from the wind and snow.
The girl sniffled, her nose red from the cold, and looked at him in confusion.
"Excuse me, who are you...?"
Zhou Boyu's eyes darkened. He said nothing.
He had imagined their reunion countless times, but never thought she would have forgotten him completely, without a trace.
Half a year earlier, Xu Chuxian had curled up on a wooden chaise just like this, delicate and frail. Her hand held onto the man's sleeve, her eyes full of dependence and longing.
Her cheeks flushed pink as she whispered, "Mr. Zhou, could you please not leave...?"
His hand paused as he closed the incense burner. Turning to stroke the girl's soft hair, he sounded almost like he was sighing, or perhaps laughing at himself.
"All right."
He had always known he couldn't refuse her.
SC, happy ending. (Note: This is fictional. The place names and countries have no direct connection to the real world. The leads are both adults when they become physically involved.)
Theme: Every personality can lead to a rich and fulfilling life
, The author will update soon, I want to read it
The writing is very good^_^ It should be seen by more people
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