Spring Fog, Diverging Tracks

Both are virgins | Staid, steady man in power x mischievous, flirtatious charmer

Wen Li is the Meng family's adopted daughter: adorable, elegant, and innocent.

Meng Jiyun was the one who found Wen Li when she was little. He is the head of the Meng family in the capital, stern, steady, and detached from worldly desires.

Wen Li has loved sticking close to Meng Jiyun since she was little.

Meng Jiyun dotes on her. Even if she asked for the stars, he would pluck them from the sky for her.

He built a wooden house for her, filled with gifts he'd given her.

But he often wore a cold expression, smoking as he gazed out the window, his profile shrouded in shadow, like a traveler lost in time.

Wen Li didn't like how aloof and distant he seemed.

The year she first fell in love, Wen Li ran home with a lollipop in her mouth and spilled a whole backpack of love letters across the floor.

She crouched down and opened them one by one, reading them softly aloud.

Meng Jiyun came home with his suit draped over his arm. He crouched down, picked up a letter, and skimmed it carelessly. The corner of his lips lifted. "Our A Li has grown up."

Wen Li looked up at the man's smile, full of the pride of a father watching his daughter grow up, and felt a pang in her heart.

That year, she realized she might have fallen in love with someone who could never love her back.

Later, perhaps after noticing how her feelings had changed, Meng Jiyun began deliberately keeping his distance from Wen Li. He also helped her find her birth parents. Her household registration was transferred back to her family, but the little girl refused to go home.

Meng Jiyun had no choice but to keep raising her.

One day after she started college,

Wen Li brought home Shen Jixing, a classmate. Meng Jiyun sat on the sofa in a perfectly tailored suit, smoking with his legs crossed, like a gentleman from an ancient kingdom.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at their joined hands. For the first time, his voice carried a note of command. "A Li, let go of his hand and come here."

That afternoon, on the second floor of the little attic, Meng Jiyun held her hand and lifted her onto the desk. His cold fingers gripped her delicate chin, and a hint of bewilderment entered his eyes. "Our A Li has grown up."

His scorching breath and the damp air outside the window made Wen Li's heart flutter.

She lifted her head and kissed his thin lips.

[In the spring mist, a fork appeared in her life's road.]

· Seven-year age gap

· Both are virgins

Blurb dated 2025.03.19

Theme: Love makes everything possible