Hyperbola Asymptote

◎ Sunny, cheerful, but a little hot-tempered sunshine boy × gentle, cheerful sunshine boy [Two sunshine personalities]

Blurb

◎, You were the greatest secret of my youth, one the wind never even heard

Wen Yun has a secret: he fell in love with his childhood friend, Sang Chi.

From playing in the mud as toddlers to skipping class together in high school, they were inseparable for seventeen years. Then, on one sweltering afternoon filled with cicadas, their friendship changed forever. When Sang Chi hooked an arm around his neck and joked with him, Wen Yun heard his own heartbeat pounding in his ears. Only then did he realize that all the indulgence and favoritism had long since ripened into an unspoken longing.

He hid every look that crossed the line and restrained every urge to reach out. But one stormy night, as he carried the feverish Sang Chi across three streets, he let his tears mingle with the rain. When rumors came crashing down on them, calling them "disgusting" and "perverted," Wen Yun ended their relationship with his own hands: "Let's never see each other again."

Seven years later, at a class reunion, Wen Yun, now an architect, ran into Sang Chi in the hotel lobby, his fiancee by his side. Sang Chi greeted him with a smile, and Wen Yun was finally able to raise his glass and offer his congratulations calmly, as though that secret, unrequited love had been no more than a fever of youth.

Then, while sorting through old belongings, Wen Yun found the note Sang Chi had tucked into his textbook years ago. It contained just one line:

"If you'd been a little braver, I would have confessed first."

"We were both waiting for the other to reach out first, and in the end, silence defeated us."

"It turns out our relationship was like two curves: they draw infinitely close, yet never intersect."

One-line synopsis:

He will never know that, that summer, someone rehearsed confessing to him a million times.

"You were clearly my sun."

"But you were my light."

Only later did we understand that we were both burning in each other's worlds, yet in the end, neither of us became the eternal light that could illuminate the other.

"It turns out we were only celestial bodies passing each other by."

"Even the sparks from our collision were left to the night."

"Unrequited love is a poem no one ever reviews."

"This is also a farewell poem of youth that can never be spoken aloud."

Also known as:

My Unrequited Love Married His White Moonlight

My Childhood Friend Keeps Making My Heart Flutter

Young Master Wen's Diary of Unrequited Love

What Should I Do If My Crush Doesn't Like Me? Flirt, Flirt Like Crazy

◎Before-meal notes:

1. This novel has no outline. Some of it comes from real life, and some from sudden inspiration that I wanted to write down. The plot may have some loose ends I can't tie up, but I'll do my best.

2. This book was inspired by something a friend of mine said, but there is no real-life model.

4. Updates are irregular. I'll write when inspiration strikes, so just treat it as a collection of notes.

5. This is a BE novel!!! A BE novel!!! A BE novel!!!

6. Bon appetit, everyone!

Theme: Another day of falling in love with math