Years later, Feng Jia saw Ning Wenxi again at a banquet.
Her friend linked arms with her and pointed at him. "He's this year's top scorer in the palace exams! Handsome and talented, from a distinguished family. Who knows which lucky girl will end up with him!"
"Lucky? He'll be a menace," Feng Jia corrected seriously.
As it happened, she was his childhood friend, and knew all too well how awful he could be. She had suffered at his hands since they were children. Yet he was a master of putting on an act, and his striking looks fooled everyone.
He was her sworn enemy.
She couldn't beat him, but if she couldn't take him on, couldn't she at least avoid him? Feng Jia had always kept her distance.
Now, after years apart, Ning Wenxi seemed even harder to read. All the more reason to stay away.
Feng Jia hurriedly pulled her friend along and left.
That night, she had a dream.
In it, she and Ning Wenxi stood face-to-face.
She was working out how to greet him elegantly and politely.
But the next moment, they both reached out at once and laced their fingers together.
Feng Jia was so frightened she nearly lost her soul. Her hand wouldn't obey her!
Ning Wenxi was no less startled. His usually easy smile stiffened.
Dead silence, awkwardness, their hands clasped together...
The dream ended.
When she woke, Feng Jia was mortified and angry. She couldn't believe she was so shameless and desperate that she'd dream about Ning Wenxi... It was an accident, purely an accident!
Several days later, they ran into each other.
At the first sight of Ning Wenxi, she guiltily looked away.
At the second glance, she saw him suspiciously rubbing his fingertips.
The uncanny understanding between childhood friends came into play.
"That night, in the dream..."
"It was me."
As it turned out, they shared dreams, and an unseen force controlled them while they were inside them.
They exchanged a brief look, understood each other without a word, and agreed to pretend it had never happened.
But this was only the beginning.
Later, they were forced to hold hands and embrace in their dreams, first for half an incense stick, then a whole one, and eventually for an hour...
After nearly kissing several times, Feng Jia couldn't take it anymore and knocked on the Ning family's door.
"You're the top scorer, and supposed to be brilliant. What do you think we should do?" She glared at him, speaking irritably.
Ning Wenxi smiled lazily. "Let's take it one step at a time. I don't mind you taking advantage of me."
Unable to find a solution, they silently agreed to keep it secret and began the long road to figuring out their dreams.
Strangers in public, but kissing and cuddling in their dreams... It was bizarre and twisted, but just about bearable.
Whenever a dream ended, Ning Wenxi would act entirely out of character and apologize sincerely, even though he had been forced into it too.
Every time, Feng Jia felt too embarrassed to tell him that she didn't really mind. Ahem.
"It's just a dream, it has nothing to do with reality. We both know the difference!" Feng Jia assured him solemnly.
Until one day, she slipped and sprained her ankle, and Ning Wenxi instinctively swept her into his arms. He carried her while someone stared at them, stunned, for a long moment. Only then did he awkwardly set her down and help her walk instead.
Until one day, drunk, she threw her arms around Ning Wenxi in front of everyone and muttered that he'd kissed her for too long last time, so she was going to get even.
"..."
The sky was falling!!!
Ning Wenxi wasn't interested in his loud, boisterous childhood friend. He liked teasing her, and that was all.
At first, when this absurd business began, he resigned himself to bad luck and searched everywhere for a way to interpret their dreams.
Later, he secretly realized he could exert some control over the dreams. He wasn't entirely helpless.
Later still, he discovered this was his dream.
His, a romantic dream.
Clumsy sweet girl x scheming powerful official
One-on-one romance, both leads sexually inexperienced, happy ending
Theme: Be honest about your feelings
