Even After My Childhood Sweetheart Became My Ex, I Still Want to Kiss Him

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1.

One day after a breakup, Ling Qingqing was lying in bed with nothing to do when she saw a post on a certain lifestyle app. Her heart started to itch.

Before she could think, her fingers had already sent a message to her ex-boyfriend, her neighbor across the hall since childhood, who had only recently broken up with her.

[Want to get back together? I want to kiss you.]

The reply came quickly: [The kind where we break up again after the kiss?]

Ling Qingqing curled her toes in embarrassment, regretting that she hadn't stopped herself. She hurried to salvage her image.

She had just typed, "What if I told you my phone sent that by itself? Would you believe me?" when someone knocked on her bedroom window. The person on the other end of the chat appeared right before her eyes.

Qi Yifeng pushed open the glass with one hand. His eyes were dark and deep as he sat on her bay window, tugging his collar up with his other hand. "I came to kiss you, Ling Qingqing."

"And throw in a reunion while I'm at it."

Hey, that's the sixth floor...

Wait! How did we get to the part where you're taking your shirt off?

2.

After the breakup, Ling Qingqing regretted it countless times and wanted to be a good horse who went back to eat the grass she'd left behind.

Every time she sent a message, the replies came right back.

[Are you there?]

[Which app's verification code do you need?]

[Um, I wanted to ask you something.]

[I loved you.]

[What are you doing?]

[Not missing you.]

[My mom asked me to drop something off at your place.]

[Got it. I'll hide in my room.]

Conversations like these were everywhere, crushing every one of Ling Qingqing's attempts to get back together and nailing them to the post of humiliation.

Fine. Let's see if I can win you over again.

If we get back together, you're done for!

Blurb revealed on 2024.9.26

Inspired by real life

A sweet little bedtime story, pure fluff with no angst. Sweetness is all that matters!

A short story, under 100,000 words.

Theme: After we broke up, I still liked him.