Hey, Ex, I'm Your New Love

Flirtatious long-haired beauty and visually impaired singer X Handsome, cool Kazakh independent musician A blind chatterbox who loves looking good X A taciturn man of action Shen Qing became a walking storm of blood and fury in the entertainment industry as a blind singer, a one-man topic generator. Ting Feng won millions of fans with his ethnic music, yet no one had ever seen the face of this Kazakh independent musician. The two had nothing in common, yet word got out that they were about to collaborate on a road tour spanning five cities. A sharp-tongued netizen commented: “I bet they’ve fallen for each other. Shen the fake only has one thing that’s the real deal: his face.” Hah, fallen for each other? That was ancient history. Shen Qing lounged lazily on the sofa and took off his headphones. His right hand tossed them idly into the air as he listened to the footsteps that had vanished seven years ago approach him once more. “Shen, this is Ting Feng, Yeerbulan Abulam.” The headphones were abruptly caught. Calmly, Shen Qing rose and reached his right hand toward the familiar presence. “Nice to meet you. I’m Shen Qing.” With an opportunity this good, why not pretend to have amnesia and get some payback from his scummy ex? But... “Yeerbulan, do you hate me?” “Yeah.” “Why?” Shen Qing used his blindness to corner him. “I’ve got the looks, and I know how to have fun. What’s there to hate?” His long, strong fingers traced the man’s handsome features suggestively. “Or... are you prejudiced against people with disabilities?” “I hate exes.” Yeerbulan slapped away the hand that was up to no good. His deep eyes took on a meaningful glint. “You’re too much like him.” Shen Qing: “...” Everyone has an ex they hate. Exes can all go to hell! * Yeerbulan had never been able to figure Shen Qing out. He’d once thought they were in love, until he heard the truth with his own ears and learned he was nothing but prey to be discarded at any moment. When they met again, he unexpectedly became the music director for Shen Qing’s tour. Then he discovered that Shen Qing had lost his memory? He decided to keep his distance, but... He watched coldly as the man, who clearly couldn’t see, still winked and flirted with everyone around him. Someone who toyed with people’s feelings but never cherished them deserved to be taught a lesson. * On a boundless grassland, not a soul was in sight. In a hidden spot, suggestive sounds went on without end. Yeerbulan looked down at the man above him, his gaze dark. “Do you like me?” “I like...” Shen Qing turned his head and licked the pulsing vein in the man’s neck. “Your body.” Yeerbulan pressed his lips together and tried to sit up. Shen Qing tilted his head. “What, do you like me?” Yeerbulan changed course and kissed him hard, reversing their positions. “Teacher Shen is good for nothing, but at least he has a decent face.” Shen Qing crushed the grass in his hand and gritted his teeth. “Then I guess we’re a perfect match.” Livestream comments: I told you Ting Feng wasn’t into Shen Qing. Look, his eyes are practically shooting flames! 【Bonus Scene】 Beneath the falling snow, Yeerbulan held Shen Qing’s hand tightly. In the silent snowy night, the sound of Yeerbulan’s breathing was the only thing that made Shen Qing feel safe. Shen Qing: “Yeerbulan, you know I really hate you, right?” Yeerbulan: “Yeah.” Shen Qing: “Yeerbulan, I don’t love you anymore.” Yeerbulan: “Yeah.” Shen Qing tightened his grip on Yeerbulan’s hand. “I said, I don’t love you anymore.” Yeerbulan stopped and turned around, brushing a light kiss against Shen Qing’s lips to silence his incessant chatter. “I heard you.” You love me, and as it happens, I still love you too. Reader’s Guide: 1. They take turns in bed. 2. The story is mostly told in the present tense. 3. During their separation, one of them has borderline sexual contact with a friend with benefits (it happened once before the story begins), while the other considers starting over with a pursuer. 4. All specific locations within the provinces mentioned are fictional. Saved 20250801, revised 20260129 -------------------- Coming Soon 1 ----------------------------- 《Sharing Senses with My Fiancé’s Affair Partner [ABO]》 A malicious, dangerously unstable beauty and surgeon x An apparently composed but ruthless general As an S-class Alpha born into a powerful family, Song Dingchuan was a victorious general on the battlefield. The first twenty-five years of his life went smoothly, until he saw his childhood friend and fiancé writhing beneath another Alpha in their marital home... For the first time in his life, he lost his composure and got into a brawl with Wen Qingrang, a libertine he’d met a few times before. They both came away bruised. Afterward, he secretly summoned all the Omegas who’d had flings with Wen Qingrang and sent them to the man, hoping to make him never want to do it again, preferably until he was completely spent. But that very day, his body started acting strangely. First came inexplicable pain, followed by an indescribable heat. Then came a reaction that shouldn’t have been there, as if someone else had suddenly taken up residence inside him. Suppressing his unease, he changed his mind at the last minute and went to the room where Wen Qingrang was being held. The room was saturated with another Alpha’s scent. Its owner had his clothes half undone, his face flushed, and his long, slender fingers were toying with his own body as if performing a delicate operation. His eyes glimmered with amusement and provocation, as though he were the one watching a show. Song Dingchuan narrowed his eyes and locked the door. Perhaps there was a better way to get revenge. * Wen Qingrang came from a family of doctors. To his patients, he was a savior who healed the sick and rescued the dying. But those close to him knew that beneath his white coat was an uncontrollable madman. He depended on seeking out thrills to feel the joy of being alive. So when Song Dingchuan’s fiancé took the initiative to seduce him, he deliberately gave an ambiguous response. What could be more thrilling than putting horns on Song Dingchuan? But the fiancé had one trick after another. He not only drugged himself, but also brought along an experimental aphrodisiac that had yet to hit the market: Heart to Heart. Anyone who absorbed the powder would share their senses with the other person for a short time. During the “caught-in-the-act” brawl, he and Song Dingchuan inhaled all the powder. He played it cool, not yet sure how to use the powder, only to be knocked on the head and thrown into a little room. In the dim, sealed room, inspiration suddenly struck. He slid a hand down. He’d only meant to make Song Dingchuan look foolish. He never expected the man to come straight to his door... The double onslaught of overwhelming pleasure gave him a thrill unlike anything he’d experienced before. His whole body trembled with excitement. Could anything be more thrilling than fucking Song Dingchuan, an Alpha? Nothing could! 【Bonus Scene】 Song Dingchuan returned to the hospital after being wounded on the battlefield. His face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat streamed down his body from the pain, but not a trace of it showed in his expression. Sharing his pain, Wen Qingrang’s face was scrunched up. He lightly tapped the man’s cheek with a scalpel. “If you don’t want me to kill you, use your brain and think of a way to improve my mood.” Song Dingchuan’s lips curled into a faint smile. He raised his injured hand and moved it below his waist. A bone-deep tingling sensation rose amid the intense pain. Wen Qingrang narrowed his eyes, then leaned down and kissed Song Dingchuan, pleased. “Sweetheart, I’m coming to save you now.” 【Reader’s Guide】 1. Both protagonists have significant flaws. Neither is a good person. 2. They take turns in bed! They take turns in bed! They take turns in bed! 3. No one actually becomes a homewrecker. ------------------------------ Coming Soon 2 --------------------- 《My Ex’s White Moonlight Insists on Hugging Me》 A seemingly carefree but actually gloomy, world-weary demon x A seemingly aloof, untouchable beauty of an immortal lord who is actually a scheming drama queen Xie Mo was born with demonic bones. He had slaughtered countless people, and every immortal clan wanted him dead. He never knew he was just a weapon to be wielded in the open. That person saved him in his hour of need, led him down the demonic path, and told him in their tender moments that he was the most important person in his life. He believed him. Until a familiar sword pierced his heart. Only as his soul dispersed did he understand: he had been nothing but a stepping stone for Su Lisheng to get closer to his white moonlight. Reborn, he returned to the day he first became the Demon Lord. Looking at the sanctimonious, self-assured eldest disciple of the immortal sect and his ex standing before him, Xie Mo struck him with a palm the moment his smile appeared. This time, he might as well become a bona fide demon. The distant sound of a zither drew his gaze toward a pavilion. The musician was aloof and otherworldly, like a lone pine on a snowy peak, untouchable. If that scumbag didn’t dare go after him, then Xie Mo would. The first thing he’d do as a demon: sleep with the scumbag’s white moonlight! But... Why did this white moonlight seem a little off? Xie Mo lay stiffly on the bed. He lowered his gaze in bewilderment and saw the aloof beauty of the immortal sect clinging to him like an octopus, his hot breath brushing against Xie Mo’s neck and sending shivers through him. “The Demon Lord came here tonight to abduct an innocent man? Dream on! I’d rather die than give in to you!” ? Who was abducting whom here? Breaking news: the young master of the immortal clans, the aloof beauty who keeps everyone at arm’s length, is actually a fake flower! * Ning Yu was born into one of the most powerful immortal clans. A renowned sword-cultivation prodigy, he was an aloof beauty among the immortal clans. But he had two secrets. First, it was all an act. Second, his cultivation had gone awry. Every night, it felt as if ants were biting into his heart, and there was no cure. Until he discovered the cure: Xie Mo. As long as their skin touched, his physical torment would ease instantly. A faint breeze stirred the curtain in the room. Ning Yu’s brows lifted, and he settled back down, relieved. Come on, come on, hurry up and kidnap me. * One day, Su Lisheng stood outside Ning Yu’s door, his expression gentle and a radiant jade sword clutched in his hand. “Junior brother, may I come in?” Inside, Ning Yu’s snow-cold face was tinged with a light blush, and an inexplicable hint of allure colored his eyes. Yet his voice remained icy. “It’s not convenient.” Xie Mo, the one who’d started all this, tightened his hold, as if trying to meld Ning Yu into his very bones. He said darkly, “That sword was forged using the power of my demonic bones. Ziqing, are you sure you don’t want it?” Ning Yu’s lips curled up. A radiant sword flew into the room and embedded itself a hair’s breadth from Xie Mo’s neck. “Then I’ll gladly accept it, dear husband.” Outside the door, Su Lisheng stared at his empty palm: ??? Theme: The heart you start with is precious.