Blurb:
Yu Lanzhou · Chen Ran
A delicate, sickly, slightly sharp-tongued conductor who's easy to push around · A beautiful, pure, wild rock band vocalist
Age gap: 15 years
"People always prefer compromise and moderation. For example, if you say this room is too dark and suggest opening a skylight, everyone will object. But if you propose tearing off the roof, they'll compromise and agree to a skylight."
Zhou Jingting, the white moonlight, was the skylight Yu Lanzhou wanted. Chen Ran was the roof to be torn down.
During her year as Yu Lanzhou's caged songbird, Chen Ran was apprehensive, on edge, and yet filled with joy. But Yu Lanzhou remained a moon she could never reach.
Yu Lanzhou doted on her too, so much that time and again Chen Ran thought Yu Lanzhou had developed genuine feelings for her.
But Yu Lanzhou had once shouted, "Get out," when Chen Ran accidentally threw away a gift Zhou Jingting had given her, thinking it was unwanted.
And one night, while Yu Lanzhou tenderly cared for her drunk white moonlight in the bedroom, Chen Ran stood outside, desperately holding back the coughs threatening to bring up blood, trying not to make a sound.
When their contract expired, Chen Ran left her quietly.
But on a gray, moonless night, Yu Lanzhou unusually sought Chen Ran out of her own accord, lowered her head, and begged, "You told me to believe that you'd never stop loving me."
The pride in her eyes was gone. The snowy mountain had melted for her.
Chen Ran was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Auntie Yu, don't take bedroom talk too seriously."
Before Yu Lanzhou started chasing her:
Don't cry.
Get out.
Move out right now.
After Yu Lanzhou started chasing her:
Will you like me?
Will you love me?
Will you love only me?
Reader's guide:
A bit melodramatic.
A little unhinged.
The leads don't communicate.
The younger lead is a hopeless romantic, so this isn't a groveling pursuit story.
Here's the blurb for a future story:
Blurb:
Zhou Jingting · Ming Fo
A sickly, aloof, gloomy literature professor uke · A glamorous, illiterate heiress seme
The first time Ming Fo saw Zhou Jingting, she rolled her eyes so hard they nearly disappeared into the heavens. She told her friend, "That kind of woman is such a poser. She thinks putting on a white shirt will make lesbians flock to her. I wouldn't even give her a second glance."
But the first time the two formally met, they ended up in bed.
Ming Fo wanted to tie Zhou Jingting's hands with a necktie like she'd seen people do, but she didn't know how to tie one.
Professor Zhou looked up and used her mouth to pull the ends together and tie the knot.
Later, when Zhou Jingting casually told Ming Fo about Meng Lijun's struggles in The Tale of Rebirth, the other woman only stared at her. Her big, blinking eyes seemed to say, "I don't get it. I want to kiss."
So Zhou Jingting put her book down, hooked a finger under Ming Fo's chin, and kissed her. "You idiot."
When Ming Fo came to her senses, she posted in the Tinghang University part-time jobs group chat:
[Looking for Chinese literature notes. Generous reward!]
A little while later, she posted again: [Looking for all notes on Chinese and foreign literature, plus Professor Zhou Jingting's lecture notes! Very, very generous reward!!!]
In this steady but secret relationship, Ming Fo was at Zhou Jingting's beck and call.
Her friends couldn't understand it.
Ming Fo thought: If you'd heard Zhou Jingting call you "such a good little dog" in bed, you'd be happy to be her dog too.
You'd also want to pluck this aloof flower from its lofty perch.
But Zhou Jingting had made it perfectly clear many times that she didn't like her.
Ming Fo wrote in her notebook: I'll leave if Zhou Jingting hurts me 100 times.
When Zhou Jingting saw it, she even laughed and asked, "What number are we on now?"
When Ming Fo's mother died, Zhou Jingting didn't even send her a message of condolence.
However unwilling she was to give up, it had to end there.
On the 101st time, Ming Fo left without a sound.
Years later, when they met again and Zhou Jingting knelt before Ming Fo, begging her to be with her, her expression was dazed. Zhou Jingting was thinking: Could they go back to a time when Ming Fo still loved her?
She was close to breaking.
This one is a groveling pursuit story.
Theme: Tenaciously pursue what you love
Since he's about to die, it doesn't matter if he swears on his own life, right? Bad woman.
"Having unrealistic expectations of being loved is a subtle form of self-violence." But fortunately, you are loved in the end.
Yu 1: Come on, come on in the new year
Even though I like multi-faceted and complex characters and plots, the content of the last few chapters is still somewhat beyond my threshold (in the words of the second lady), which made me stunned, and my mind was filled with the emoticon package of Teacher Dayan [Loading]
Oh ho, the timeline coincides with the time when Professor Zhou next door knew that Yu Zhi took a private flight to Switzerland.
Damn, will there be separate posts about the couple later?
I feel that both of them are very lacking in love, but one chooses to dedicate all her love because of the lack of love, and the other has difficulty giving her love because of the lack of love 😭 😭 😭
Compared to the people next door, these two really don't have a long mouth🤗
"Let's not meet again" is a big bug for the author~
The birthday on my ID card is also 9.16 🐶🌹