Mr. Questions and Ms. Answers [Road Trip]

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Sunny Office Worker X Dark Fiction Writer | Everyday Life on a Tropical Island

On a typhoon day, flights were canceled and every hotel was full.

Han Shu dragged her suitcase along for two furious kilometers before finally finding a guesthouse called Mr. Question.

Shivering, she knocked on the door. The owner was a refined, handsome man.

"Hello, I'd like a room."

The owner tapped the whiteboard beside the door, his expression cool and distant. "Do you meet the requirements for a stay?"

Two large lines of text stood out on the board:

[Today's guests: Married with children, over 25, and unhappy in their marriage.]

Han Shu opened her almond-shaped eyes, blurred by rain, and gritted her teeth. "I qualify!"

The owner said, "Answer the first question. You have one bullet. Do you choose to kill the cheating husband or his mistress?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Han Shu replied, "Have them stand side by side, heads together, and pew!"

The man's delicate brows relaxed, and his smile was filled with delight and barely concealed excitement.

"Welcome, Miss Answers."

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An unemployed young woman checked into Mr. Question's guesthouse. The reason was simple: answering bizarre questions could cover the room fee, and she was broke.

Wen Zhiyu agreed to let Miss Answers stay long-term. The reason was just as simple: her thinking was wonderfully bizarre and could help him with his writing.

Summer on Qiong Island was scorching and long. Every day, besides lying on the beach to sunbathe and surfing with a handsome, dark-skinned guy, her main task was to spout nonsense.

"If a tree grew out of the sole of your foot, would you cut down the tree or cut off your foot?"

"Neither. I'd plant the tree by standing on my head and sticking it in the ground."

"If one day you looked in the mirror and found your head had flipped around, would you turn your head or your body?"

"I don't want to die, so I'd turn the mirror."

Another typhoon day. Han Shu curled up on the sofa, reading Mr. Question's newly published collection of dark short stories.

Wen Zhiyu walked up to her and abruptly asked, "Are you planning to get divorced?"

Out of habit, Han Shu made something up. "First, I'd have to extort five million. Wait, what? Divorce? Me?"

Ink-dark color spread through Wen Zhiyu's eyes. "Get divorced. Marry me."

Han Shu stared at him, dumbfounded. "I..."

Wen Zhiyu added, earnestly, "I'll raise the child."

Han Shu blinked, then beamed. "Okay!"

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Wen Zhiyu was born a drifting island, until a pearl fell into his palm. He was willing to put down roots and accompany her through countless cycles of cold and heat.

Han Shu was born an ordinary person who followed life's usual course, until a star lit up for her. She was willing to wander with him and greet the sunrise over the sea time and time again.

*Blurb screenshot archived on March 3, 2025

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads' first time

2. Both the male and female leads are adorable

3. Place names are fictionalized, so please don't read too much into them

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