[Guide: Secret crush, yearning and tension, older love interest, teacher-student romance, mutual salvation]
Three months before graduation, Song Nuan discovered that her one-on-one thesis consultation had been scheduled at some hot spring hotel.
Looking at the three-digit room number on her phone, Song Nuan clutched the thesis that had been returned three times and thought it over. She still felt that her refined, upright advisor couldn't possibly be that kind of person.
But who could have guessed that, in a moment of carelessness, she'd end up pinned beneath someone?
"Why are you here?!"
The woman's face was as pale as snow, her gaze sharp as a blade.
Huh?? Song Nuan blinked, her heart pounding.
Her new advisor seemed... not entirely straight...
.
Lu Enning had always been upright and had a clear conscience. By the age of thirty, the only thing she regretted doing was agreeing, in a moment of inexplicable impulse, to let Song Nuan pretend to be her new love so she could make her ex-girlfriend jealous.
Thus came the scene she never wanted to recall for the rest of her life:
Lu's ex-girlfriend: "Long time no see, A Ning..."
Song, the new love, batted her eyes and pouted coquettishly. "A~ Ning~, who's this~?"
Lu Enning: "..."
Could she still take it back?
.
One rainy night later on, Song Nuan grabbed Lu Enning, who was drenched from head to toe, and spoke with force. "So what if I'm your student? You said you wouldn't consider someone younger, but you were just lying to me."
Little did she know that, in Lu Enning's eyes, she looked just like a little dog soaked by a storm. Lu gave a quiet laugh.
"Song Nuan, that's not how you pursue someone."
"Then teach me..."
Love in the summer breeze, passionate yet tender.
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-----Below is a blurb for a forthcoming book-----
The most humiliating breakup is when the news of your ex's happy announcement spreads through every street and alley, and you're the last one to hear about it.
Everyone knows that the popular, chart-topping singer has someone hidden in their heart. Everyone is waiting for that person, whether he or she, to come forward and make a scene.
Yet the story's protagonist, Xiang Nanshan, sets off alone on a journey north the very next day.
Snow and wind fill the sky, a solitary lamp glows, and her train breaks down halfway there.
Just as Xiang Nanshan laments her terrible luck, a woman enters her view.
She is mysterious, young, and vibrant, unlike anyone Xiang Nanshan has ever met.
In a dim bar, a few drunks corner her. The woman pulls her into her arms with a fierce look, and when she lowers her head, her light-colored eyes shine like stars.
"Looking for a guide? How convenient. I'm looking for a tourist too," the woman says calmly. The way she speaks reminds Nanshan of a snow leopard she once saw in a documentary, all soft and fluffy...
And so, she follows the woman through uninhabited snowy mountains, listening as she describes the most spectacular auroras on the horizon. When their eyes meet again, she lowers her head and kisses her. Xiang Nanshan suddenly realizes she doesn't mind at all.
In fact... she wants more.
Perhaps there really is someone who comes from a distant mountain of snow, making the journey especially for you, only for you.
"Long time no see, Nanshan..." she says.
"I knew you were waiting for me, so I came."
Theme: Love the right person
Hahahaha, what a miserable one
Okay, okay, my motivation to go to Jinjiang every day is here again. I will always wait for your boss 🌈
Great, I love you so much 😭 😭 😭
Boss, we have finally turned around and are waiting for you [cat head] [cat head] [cat head]
Update…Ready, over…
Late but arrived!!! The author loves you so much 🌈
Author, I really love your book. Come on, read more chapters to keep me occupied when you have free time. Of course, real life is more important. Author, don't be too busy, but don't forget about me, who is waiting to be fed! 🐶🌹
Every time I look at Lu Lala, I think of my friend's Beagle. With just a turn of her butt, the gift wrapping can be torn into pieces. My friend came out of the kitchen and saw this scene before I could give her orders. She was leaning on the bar with a calm expression, and continued to make coffee without shaking her hands. Her expressionless look was in sharp contrast to Beagle's propeller-like tail. The decoration of her home is also in a primitive style. The four corners of the sofa are welded with iron frames, the coffee table is replaced by a wooden box, and the study door has disappeared. It is said that it was also Big's masterpiece. Now there is an iron fence at the door. Sometimes I wonder who is the owner of the house between Big and his friends. Did the author also have a dog? 🐶🐶🐶
The writing is very good, I found a treasure. It is rare to see this type of good book in Jinjiang. It is not popular and is a bit dusty. The writing skills are very good. Although I haven't finished it yet, I have decided to follow it and subscribe to it. I will keep treating you as an author until the update 🥺 🥺 🥺
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