Her and Her Snowy World

An Yan only has a few things to do in life: 1. Make money. 2. Sleep with the eldest daughter of the Xia family. 3. Run away.

Oh, and one more thing: make herself jealous of herself.

Everyone knows that Xia Yuxue, the eldest daughter of the Xia family, is an untouchable iceberg in the Empire: dignified, composed, meticulous, and beyond reproach. Only An Yan knows that beneath this iceberg is a flame fierce enough to burn everything to ash. On a stormy night near the end of their eighteenth year, that flame ignites beneath her, for her.

(Willingly wears a collar for love, two identities, gets jealous of herself, feral dog) x (devoted, obsessive, aloof beauty, indulges her unconditionally but resents the moon for shining on everyone)

Their relationship is more top-and-bottom early on, with the older one taking the top later.

Five-year age gap. Female ensemble cast, but includes men early on. For details, see the author's note in Chapter One. Please don't read if that's not your thing.

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*Synopsis:

At twelve, An Yan was handed an indictment: the Empire's most wanted notice. The heir of a great family became a fugitive overnight, and forgot the most important person in her life. Her current guardian got to her first, picking her up from the snow and taking her home. She was given a new name and a new identity that would let her survive: Jiu Yi.

Her peaceful days didn't last long. Her guardian filled her life with a training schedule. "I took you in so you'd make me proud."

She didn't resist.

Training, lessons, missions, hiding criminals, taking jobs on the black market, getting scolded, and getting scolded a lot.

In the winter of her eighteenth year, danger was everywhere. As the black market's shadowy second-in-command, An Yan went undercover as Jiu Yi into the restricted area of the An estate to keep the black market crew from falling into a trap. She didn't find the hapless target, but she did run into the legendary pure and untouchable eldest daughter of the Xia family.

Xia Yuxue's gaze was deep, her breath cold. The faint blue chill of her supernatural ability rustled in the damp air, dangerous and captivating.

The next day, a motorcycle roared through the silence of the villa district. After a night together, Xia Yuxue said, "Last night was a mistake. Forget it." An Yan couldn't argue.

A black market fugitive and the eldest daughter of the Xia family: their affair was the most absurd mistake of all. An Yan ran, but Xia Yuxue came after her. She gazed at An Yan with cool, restrained eyes, drew close with unquestionable force, and even parachuted in as her new boss.

An Yan was on guard from head to toe. Is this woman trying to get me killed?

She thought that saving Xia Yuxue from a deadly crisis would settle things between them. But she hadn't expected to see tenderness in Xia Yuxue's eyes, much less that this was their reunion after six years.

"Going to the black market again?" "Enjoying the backlash from forbidden magic?"

"What exactly is your relationship with that woman?"

Xia Yuxue, mute button! Mute button! You're out of character!

Only later did she learn that the seven-day inferno that had burned through the Xia estate ten years ago had also burned Xia Yuxue's heart to ash. And the red thread that had changed her fate had been tied by her own hands when she was twelve. So when An Yan appeared with a completely different face, Xia Yuxue recognized her at a glance.

She descended from her altar to become An Yan's boss, night after night rubbing the photograph in the encrypted file, torturing herself with the fear of getting back what she'd lost, only to lose it again.

She thought she had finally found her lost star, only to realize she might be the sharpest piece on the other person's chessboard.

Everyone says that lightning ability users are compulsive liars, ruthless and vicious.

Xia Yuxue forced herself to stay clearheaded and drew a line with her own hand. But later, when their feelings were at their most intense, she watched An Yan take a heart-piercing blow of venomous magic to protect her and the city behind them.

*Reading guide: Ability marks, amnesia and hidden identity, long-lived high-level ability users, near-future fictional city.

'Fragments' unlock the past, while 'Interludes' offer a glimpse into other people's lives.

*You don't need to tell me if you drop the story. Feel free to point out any wording mistakes. Some chapters won't be revised because they might get locked, but please don't offer writing advice steeped in slander, insults, or passive-aggressive remarks.

*Next up: Xiao Meng's Years Gone By.

Xiao Meng, who had lived a life of discipline and restraint, one drunken night pinned the inheritance entrusted to her by her white moonlight beneath herself.

When she came to her senses, she fled in a panic, cutting off all contact and avoiding her.

Five years later, her adopted daughter's twin sister and beloved wife had been attacked and lay unconscious. Xiao Meng was also exhausted from shouldering the Xia family alone.

Meanwhile, her adopted daughter was embroiled in one scandalous affair after another, with salacious rumors flying all over the Empire. As an elder and an old friend, Xiao Meng felt she ought to rein her in. Never mind anything else, she should at least stop making a mess at a time like this.

When Xiao Meng entered the Xia estate, the evening banquet was in full swing.

Gauzy curtains hung low, the air was hazy with wine, and the crystal chandelier cast a decadent glow. Xia Yuyu lounged against a cushioned couch, surrounded by four or five scantily clad women. One of them was lifting a glass to her lips. Wine trickled down her raised chin and disappeared into the valley of her breasts.

Xiao Meng's expression darkened. She sharply ordered all the hangers-on out.

Reunited with an old flame, they could no longer hold back. In the feverish, clinging dreamscape, Xiao Meng suddenly heard the other woman say two words.

Xiao Meng jolted awake, shame crawling up her spine. "What did you just call me?"

"Mommy. You raised me yourself. Can't I call you that?"

Xiao Meng raised her hand and slapped her sharply across the face.

Xia Yuyu slowly turned her face back, then leaned down against the hand Xiao Meng hadn't withdrawn and crawled forward on her knees. She raised her face and called again, defiant and satisfied: "Mommy."

It turned out the notorious playgirl warden was really just a little puppy starved for love in private.

Xiao Meng thought that was the most absurd joke fate could play on her, until the cool, restrained white moonlight who should have died twenty years ago tore through space and appeared before her, alive and well.

What made Xiao Meng laugh most was that these two "love rivals" she couldn't choose between were an aunt and niece, bound by blood.

Theme: Those who love each other will always meet again