[This book won't launch this year. The leads' occupations will change, and haven't been decided yet.]
[Blurb]
Pei Hexiao woke from a dream in the middle of the night and discovered that his wife, who had died of an illness six months ago, was lying beside him on the pillow.
He couldn't believe it. He reached out to touch her sleeping cheek, and the warm, soft feel of her skin suddenly brought tears to his eyes. "Honey..."
If this was a dream, he hoped he would never wake up.
Meng Tianjiao: Wait, who agreed to be your wife?
Meng Tianjiao: And wait, who died of an illness???
Meng Tianjiao got it. The celebrated actor's dramatic streak had come out in the middle of the night.
If he wanted thrills, she would give him the whole experience.
Meng Tianjiao rolled over and straddled him with a wicked cackle.
"You got it. I'm a female ghost. If I suck up enough of a man's vital energy, I can come back to life."
The next morning, Pei Hexiao woke up with his senses restored and stared at the chaos strewn across the bed: ...
After dating Pei Hexiao, the young heir of Shiyu Media, for six months, Meng Tianjiao secretly began planning a dignified breakup.
Pei might have come from a prominent family, had an aristocratic, striking appearance, and a face made for the big screen and the limelight. He was also considerate and gentle, and everything had gone smoothly throughout their relationship.
But he was just so, so, so boring. He was meek and agreeable about everything, and said even less than her smart speaker. Dating him was like cuddling a vase.
Meng Tianjiao was bored.
Then, at the worst possible time, Pei Hexiao came down with a strange illness.
Every night, he would think he was the leading man in one of the scripts he'd worked on and chase after his wife.
The first night, he was a widower whose wife had died after a long illness, and he nearly drowned her bed in tears.
The second night, he was an arrogant rich kid at an elite academy, dumped by a stubborn little white flower. He showed up outside her house in the middle of the night and demanded, furious and heartbroken, "What do I have to do to make you look at me more?"
The third night, he was a secret interloper in love with his best friend's girlfriend. Tipsy, he hooked a finger into her sleeve. "Whatever he has, whatever he can do, I can do it too."
With Pei Hexiao refusing to let go, there was no way to have a dignified breakup.
Thankfully, after they split up, Pei Hexiao never came looking for her again.
Until one day, she returned to Pei Hexiao's bedroom.
Sticky notes covered every corner of the room he could see as soon as he opened his eyes. The neat, running script was restrained and full of anguish:
"Pei Hexiao, you must not bother Jiao Jiao."
"Jiao Jiao is not your wife. She doesn't like you."
"Your memories are all false, but your love for Jiao Jiao is real."
A gentle, reserved, insecure, taciturn young heir x a lively, rebellious, sharp-clawed young lady. Each other's first love, happy ending.
[Read Before You Start]
1. The male lead loves more, and the one who loves more will get hurt.
2. A sweet story in a fictional setting, with a tiny bit of showbiz. The leads work on noncommercial art-house films, and there is no fan-culture content. The entertainment industry is entirely fictional, so please don't connect it to real life.
3. The blurb was screenshotted and backed up on December 6, 2024, and revised on June 8, 2025.
Theme: Cherish the present.