[The aloof, laid-back bad boy secretly nursing a crush x the sweet but rebellious soft girl]
[He pursues her | Old friends become roommates | Tension and flirtation]
Meng Yun graduated, but her overbearing mother even tried to interfere with her apartment hunt.
Following the address her mother had given her, she rang the doorbell, only to get a dismissive reply: "Wrong address."
Certain she had the right place, Meng Yun was in high spirits. She pulled a face at the video doorbell, thinking that at last, she had something she could decide for herself.
But just as she was about to leave, the door opened. Someone leaned against the doorframe and called out her name in a lazy, unhurried voice: "Meng Yun, come back."
Meng Yun turned and saw someone she knew. Of all people, it was Fu Bozhou.
A childhood friend she'd lost touch with after he went abroad to study, and the leading man in the embarrassing history of her teenage crush.
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Their peaceful life together came to an end after nearly half a year of sharing a place.
That Christmas, they'd gone to the trouble of decorating the house. Fu Bozhou had somehow brought home a Christmas tree and told Meng Yun to look for her present on it.
"Look up," Fu Bozhou's voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
Meng Yun did as he said. At the top of the lush green Christmas tree hung a sprig of mistletoe.
And the two of them were standing shoulder to shoulder beneath it.
"Do you know what we're supposed to do now?" Fu Bozhou still looked as laid-back as ever. His dark eyes swept over her, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he calmly said two words: "Kiss me."
Before Meng Yun could react, she felt a cool touch on her lips. She didn't hesitate, but shamefully, obediently, closed her eyes.
She'd dreamed of this kiss in her fantasies at sixteen.
The one thing those dreams had in common was that Fu Bozhou was the one kissing her. The difference was that the dream had only been a brief taste, nothing like how deep and real this kiss was.
It made Meng Yun want to do more with him than just kiss.
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Old friends sharing a place, playing at flirting.
Fu Bozhou: I fell for you. You didn't.
*In Western culture, two people standing beneath the mistletoe at Christmas are supposed to kiss, even if they're not a couple.
Theme: Independence
