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Wildlife photographer × CEO of a plush toy company

Pseudo-incest | Fake siblings | He's actually older | A long-planned scheme

1

When Xu Zhiyi was in high school, she met Xu Zhiheng at her doorstep. Back then, he looked like a pitiful stray dog. She couldn't bear to see little animals suffer, so she bought him cocoa toast and took him to feed the cats. She was seventeen that year, and thought she'd met the one destiny had chosen for her. Their parting came in a rush. She asked, "Will we see each other again?"

He said, "We will."

Xu Zhiyi waited with eager anticipation, never imagining that when they met again, he would be her father's illegitimate son.

She wanted revenge on him, but forgot how softhearted she had always been. She pushed him away herself, yet kept thinking of that evening when they'd first met.

So she ran.

Across the equator, from the Eastern Hemisphere to the Western Hemisphere, from the Northern Hemisphere to the Southern Hemisphere, all the way to the other side of the world.

A few years later, Xu Zhiyi saw him again in a bar in Los Angeles. He'd long since shed his timidity. He came right up to her with a handsome face that could stop hearts, his voice low:

"Sis, did you miss me?"

The world can end now. I can't run anymore.

Xu Zhiyi said weakly, "Could you just die?"

He smiled, his warm breath brushing her ear.

"Then will you come with me?"

2

Later, when the plush toy brand Linglong rapidly rose to prominence and caught the public's attention, Xu Zhiyi learned that during the five years they'd been apart, he'd turned every plant and animal she'd photographed into a plush toy.

A reporter asked Xu Zhiheng what had inspired him to create the Linglong brand and its encyclopedia series of plush toys.

He smiled faintly and said, "My wife."

On the boundless African grasslands, Xu Zhiyi photographed animals while Xu Zhiheng followed behind, photographing her. The breeze of the open plains billowed the shirt she had tucked into her waistband. Her hair fluttered in the wind. Though she was a fragile life that nature could claim at any moment, right then she seemed to have taken hold of this land, putting down roots.

The way she looked riding a horse was exactly the same as when she was seventeen.

Just as gentle, just as resolute.

It reminded him of the lawn after school that year. Xu Zhiyi had raised her phone to photograph a tree covered in flowers nearby. She'd said, "This moment will be recorded forever. This evening, and the tree beside us."

Xu Zhiheng said, "If you like it, I can make you a little charm, too. That way, you can take it home without picking it and turning it into a specimen."

After hearing that, she laughed heartily. "There are so many things in this world that I like. Are you going to make a little charm out of all of them?"

Seventeen-year-old Xu Zhiheng thought, If you like it, I don't see why not.

And at twenty-seven, he really did it.

"From the first moment I saw you, I knew I would love you, with a love like a wild beast, like a blaze. But I mustn't. This can't happen. It would bring the mountains crashing down, and leave me bloody and broken." - Notes of a Crocodile

Reader's guide:

1. Both leads are each other's first and only.

2. No blood relation, no family relation.

3. All place names in this story are fictional. Please don't associate them with real places.

Please add my next novel, It's Not the First Time, to your favorites!

Exhibition assistant × CEO of a conglomerate

First time crossing the line × First time abusing his authority

Mutual pretense | Mistaken identities | The powerful one bows his head

Lin Yuzhen knew this wasn't the first time she'd met Ke Xu. She knew all about him: an illustrious family, a life of privilege, and an artist sister who admired him greatly.

She had struggled for years in Beicheng, and the opportunity before her was just one painting by his sister away.

Lin Yuzhen had worked her way to where she was, one step at a time, and had never cared for shortcuts. But he insisted on pretending to be an ordinary person, like a door left open for her.

For someone who had traveled so far without receiving any kindness, it was hard not to convince herself to step inside.

What Lin Yuzhen didn't know was that this wasn't the first time Ke Xu had seen her, either.

On a rainy evening, he drove to pick up his sister after work. Ke Xu was used to people flattering him and currying favor, but when he saw her stubbornly sheltering from the rain beneath the eaves, refusing to sweet-talk anyone into making an exception for her, he watched for a long time.

As if he were looking at himself.

*Both leads are each other's first and only.

You're also welcome to read my completed novels:

Snow Like Coconut Fiber

Fake socialite, real food-service founder × Fake waiter, real hotel heir

A coming-of-age story about a couple who are forces to be reckoned with

Theme: Love makes us cherish this world even more