Weren't We Supposed to Be Mortal Enemies?!

When Shen Tingyan was little, whenever he had a nightmare, his grandmother would tell him that dreams meant the opposite of what they showed.

He dreamed he had come last in an exam, but when the results came out, he had ranked first in his grade.

He dreamed his grandpa's dog had died of an illness, but when he called home, the dog had given birth to a litter of puppies...

So he believed his grandmother without question.

That was until Shen Tingyan had a dream in which he was pinning someone down and getting intimate with them. He tried hard to make out the person's face, and then it hit him like a bolt of lightning.

Holy crap, it was a man!!!

It's fine, it's fine. Dreams mean the opposite, right? The opposite.

Shen Tingyan reassured himself.

He and that guy were definitely mortal enemies, the kind where one of them had to die.

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At the start of senior year, a top student transferred into their class. Shen Tingyan took one look and thought, Hey, he's pretty handsome. Then he looked again and thought, What the hell, why is he the guy from my dream?

Shen Tingyan rubbed his hands together in secret. So this is my mortal enemy, huh?

Heh, bring it on.

And so Shen Tingyan unilaterally started competing with him: for the title of campus heartthrob, for first place in their grade, for the long-distance running championship...

His childhood friend asked, "What else do you want to compete with him in?"

Shen Tingyan eyed the new student like prey. "Whatever comes up. Shut up."

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After the college entrance exams, everyone went out for a farewell dinner. That night, Shen Tingyan got drunk.

In a daze, he found the nearest hotel and went to sleep. The new student went into the room with him.

The next morning, he woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling. As his memories came back, Shen Tingyan's vision went black, and he silently screamed: How the hell did the opposite mean top and bottom?! What happened to being mortal enemies?!

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He Yizhou had just arrived when he met someone.

That person treated him differently from everyone else. At first, there was always a soft, almost tender hostility toward him.

It felt as though a little claw was gently scratching at He Yizhou's heart. It didn't hurt, but it tickled.

The polar night in Antarctica would eventually pass, and the glacier would see its first ray of sunlight.

By the time He Yizhou came to his senses, he was already holding that person's hand as he told his father, "We've been together for a long time. That's all you need to know. I hope you'll respect us."

Theme: Youth is meant to be lived boldly.