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At Nanling No. 1 High School, everyone knew Sheng Yu was wild and untamable, with top-tier looks and family background, a star among stars.

Meanwhile, his classmate Tang Ci was quiet and reserved, living a frugal life on scholarship, so quiet she was almost nonexistent.

Though from completely different worlds, a bet brought Tang Ci to Sheng Yu.

At a competition ground under cold rain, Tang Ci's pure white dress was soaked. She looked up with a simple face at Sheng Yu, surrounded by pretty girls on his motorcycle: "Sheng Yu, do you dare to bet with me?"

Sheng Yu lazily lifted his eyes, his gaze sweeping over her thin body before scoffing: "What do you have to offer?"

After the college entrance exams, in a stuffy bedroom, Sheng Yu held the young woman on his lap, tirelessly rubbing her sweaty neck: "Little Ci, is it really that hard for you to say you love me?"

Before their relationship was defined, Tang Ci decisely pulled away, only asking him not to pursue her again before leaving.

For the first time, Young Master Sheng was made to lose all dignity by a woman. He gritted his teeth with harsh words: "Tang Ci, if you have the guts, disappear from my world. If we meet again, I won't let you go."

Eight years later, Tang Ci waited for him in a hotel lobby until late at night to repay a debt.

Outside the hotel, friends looked at Sheng Yu with cold expressions, mocking how shameless Tang Ci was, clinging to him endlessly.

They also quietly marveled at President Sheng's decisive nature, wondering what methods he would use against a woman who had betrayed him.

Sheng Yu quietly dismissed them, entered the hotel lobby to stop the manager from kicking her out, and to everyone's astonishment, carried the sleeping woman upstairs to the suite.

The moment Tang Ci's head touched the pillow, she woke up drowsily. The man sitting beside her had a deep, dark gaze, very close to her.

She instinctively shrank back, only to find her wrist already held in his palm.

Sheng Yu forcefully pulled her to him: "Since you're repaying, don't forget the emotional debt either."

Tang Ci's eyes flickered: "What do you want..."

Sheng Yu leisurely loosened his tie, his fingertips caressing her lips before sneering: "Of course, to play back."

Side Story:

At a celebration banquet, friends visited late at night with gifts, knocking for fifteen minutes before the door was opened from inside.

Sheng Yu loosely tied his robe with a satisfied expression: "What is it?"

The crowd was shocked to see the conspicuous red marks on his collarbone, "What vixen actually managed to land President Sheng?!"

As they finished speaking, a woman in the same robe appeared from the bedroom: "Who is it?"

The crowd looked at the woman's narrow, clean face in shock: "Tang Ci?!"

Sheng Yu impatiently knocked on the door frame, emphasizing coldly: "She's Mrs. Sheng."

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[The morning and evening bells of Mingyuan Temple ring once each at dawn and dusk. The sound is heavy, eternal and long, like her secret crush crossing from morning to evening, never stopping.]

At Beijing University, Qin Zezhou was the most dazzling figure, from a prestigious family, cold and arrogant, he shocked the industry with a sculpture in a newly opened municipal park, making him a young nobleman all classes pursued.

While Jiang Qiao was just a poor student funded by the Qin family, quiet and simple, unknown to everyone. No one knew she had secretly liked Qin Zezhou for three years, studying desperately in high school just to get into the same university as him.

At Qin Zezhou's birthday banquet, Jiang Qiao attended with a friend, timidly taking out a blessing plaque she had obtained from Mingyuan Temple. Qin Zezhou's friend asked curiously, "You know him?"

The young man glanced lightly at the gift in her hand and shook his head without expression.

Others joked, calling Young Master Qin so charming that people deliberately approached him. Qin Zezhou lazily leaned on the sofa, his cold eyes looking over, silencing the other person.

Later, on first snow, Qin Zezhou's car stopped below Jiang Qiao's dormitory building. She hurried downstairs without a scarf, her nose red from cold. A classmate passing by saw the usually aloof Qin Zezhou gently kiss the snow from her eyelashes.

Everyone said Jiang Qiao was just a whim for Qin Zezhou, just a fling, and even Jiang Qiao herself silently admitted it.

The breakup that followed was indeed brutal, but no one knew Qin Zezhou had spent a whole night calling Jiang Qiao, begging her to come back, not a single call was answered.

After graduation, Jiang Qiao returned to her hometown for a business trip, met her childhood sweetheart, and posted a photo on her social media. But her landlord suddenly visited from abroad, saying he didn't have his keys and told her to hurry home.

Suddenly it rained on a summer night. Jiang Qiao closed her umbrella in the hallway and climbed up the stairs with a patter. The motion sensor light suddenly turned on, but what she saw was Qin Zezhou's unfathomable gaze.

Without asking why, Jiang Qiao treated Qin Zezhou as just a roommate, but everything fell into disorder on a stormy night when the power went out. The two barely maintained their precarious relationship.

At a class reunion, Qin Zezhou waited until late at night, but Jiang Qiao didn't return home. His burning phone made the seventeenth call.

Jiang Qiao answered, breathing slightly, her tone distant: "Mr. Qin, what is it so late?"

Reading Guide

Cold and arrogant young master x Sensitive and resilient good girl

Talented architect x Magazine editor-in-chief

Male lead is two years older than female lead

First love for both, both virgins, happy ending

Content tags: Broken Mirror Reunion, Heaven's Favorite, Industry Elite, Sweet Romance, Secret Crush

Tang Ci, Sheng Yu

One-sentence synopsis: The heaven's favorite man becomes dark in pursuing his wife after being cheated on

Moral: Follow this bitter journey to reach the heavens

Young Miss Nie Xiangyi of the Yongyi Marquis Estate was a willful, flamboyant, and arrogant character. Despite her beauty and lack of talent, she insisted on marrying His Third Highness Xie Zhi, who was widely known and admired.

This became the talk of the capital, everyone laughing at Nie Xiangyi's wishful thinking. Everyone knew that Xie Zhi was as elegant and noble as an orchid, cold and dignified. Like the distant moon, he was naturally unattainable.

But by a twist of fate, Nie Xiangyi was drugged and could only turn to Xie Zhi for help. The usually ill-tempered and arrogant young miss, her voice soft, could only weakly cling to his neck, her eyes tearful, her voice choked with sobs. "Xie Zhi, please help me..."

Later, the Emperor granted a marriage, sealing their union. After marriage, even though he was indifferent and distant, Nie Xiangyi remained full of ardent passion for him. All because of a fleeting heart flutter she experienced when she first saw him during the Lantern Festival in her youth.

By chance, Nie Xiangyi overheard him talking about her with someone else. Xie Zhi's voice was cold and impatient, "I've disliked her for a long time." It was like a bucket of cold water poured over her head.

She thought he was just naturally cold, but she never imagined he simply disliked her. Nie Xiangyi's eyes welled up with tears in anger, and a letter of divorce was delivered to Xie Zhi's hands.

Xie Zhi was taught from a young age how to be a good prince. He was disciplined and self-controlled. Until Nie Xiangyi rudely barged into his sight, making herself annoying. He disliked her imperious indulgence, disliked her reckless defiance.

He disliked her capriciousness. He disliked her liking the Wang family's young master today and taking a fancy to the Pei family's son tomorrow. He disliked her even more when she was drugged that day, causing his breathing to become erratic, tearing apart his facade of false indifference.

Until a letter of divorce was delivered to him, everyone breathed a sigh of relief for him, celebrating that he was finally free from this imperious entanglement. Who would have thought that Xie Zhi, who was always cold and self-controlled, would block Nie Xiangyi's path out of the capital, his eyes dark and inscrutable, his voice as cold as ice.

"Where do you think you're going?" Since you provoked me first, how can I allow you to leave so easily?

The following is the synopsis for the next novel, "The Cold and Aloof Husband I Forcibly Married is a Maniac": Liu Lingyue used some less than honorable means to successfully marry Pei Yuhuai. Pei Yuhuai was the only son of the Regent, as bright as the moon and as cold as snow.

Among the noble young masters in the capital, he was the most distinguished and unattainable. She didn't like Pei Yuhuai initially. She plotted to marry him simply because she wanted to snatch away something her legitimate older sister liked.

Liu Lingyue had many things snatched away by her legitimate older sister. Her older sister was favored, getting whatever she desired. In contrast to her older sister, Liu Lingyue was just a murky, dull fish eye, unnoticed by anyone.

Even her only outstanding feature, her appearance, was judged by the world as lacking in dignity, overly enchanting yet devoid of spirit, merely a wooden beauty, far inferior to her gentle and generous older sister. Until at a banquet, she saw her older sister blush as she handed a sachet to Pei Yuhuai.

After marrying Pei Yuhuai, the two, lacking affection, were united in name only. Yet she always felt a damp, sticky gaze secretly observing her from the shadows. Only later did she discover that this gaze came from her usually cold and noble husband, Pei Yuhuai.

Small scenes: 1. Liu Lingyue, having seen Pei Yuhuai's true face, wanted to escape. Pei Yuhuai smiled, fastening delicate gold chains around her ankles, his jade-like fingers gently caressing her crimson lips. Intense possessiveness almost overflowed from his scarlet eyes. "A-Yue is not well-behaved. You chose this yourself, how can you escape?"

2. Everyone said Liu Lingyue used clumsy means to scheme and marry the cold and upright Pei Yuhuai. Only Pei Yuhuai himself knew that when Liu Lingyue, blushing, handed him the drugged wine, his eyes deepened as he subtly curved his lips and drank the entire cup.

Qi Wuchen and Ling Jianghan were a pair of star-crossed lovers. The former was a renowned general of Daliang, and the latter was the prime minister of the current dynasty. They had known each other since childhood and were deeply in love, having become engaged after coming of age.

As their wedding day approached, war suddenly broke out. Qi Wuchen was ordered to go to battle and, half a year later, returned victorious to the capital. However, due to severe injuries that would not heal, he died on the way back to the capital. A month later, Ling Jianghan, the young prime minister personally appointed by the late emperor, also passed away without illness.

Everything seemed to have settled, but their story found its continuation a thousand years later.

In the classroom, Qi Wuchen held paper and pen and smiled at his deskmate, "Your handwriting is quite good, Student Ling. Would you mind helping me copy a poem?" Ling Jianghan, who had always only been able to write illegibly, was stunned.

Strong and decisive, deeply devoted gong (Qi Wuchen) × Casual, outwardly warm, inwardly cold shou (Ling Jianghan).

A story of rekindled love, long-awaited reunion, a husband-chasing "crematorium" scenario, and fantasy elements.

Three years ago, they used a fake contract to engage in a real romance. In the morning, upon their first meeting, Meng Yanxiu evaluated Mist Jianwei as a "vase." In the evening, her ankle was chafed, and he knelt down, saying, "Take off your shoes, I'll carry you."

This kind of intense feeling, like a high fever, often ends in mutual resentment. She gave her heart, only to discover his deep affection stemmed from a curse. He had already fallen, only to mistakenly believe he was just one of her lovers.

Three years later, they meet again. Mist Jianwei unexpectedly crashes his wedding. Before she can pull away, she is dragged into the bride's dressing room.

Meng Yanxiu's fervent kisses press down ceaselessly: "I'm here to collect my debt from you." In just a moment, her body is imbued with his scent, a dangerous, seductive blend of ebony rose and absinthe vetiver.

She raises her hand and slaps him: "Get lost, you should be getting married." Meng Yanxiu, in his noble black tuxedo, his voice low and hoarse, replies: "I hate you, you hate me. We're most suited for marriage."

The wedding bells toll, and the entire venue is abuzz... Mist Jianwei, in a flowing wedding gown, slowly walks towards him. "How is it her? She almost killed him back then!" "They had such a catastrophic fallout, can they really get back together?" "But who else could it be?"

The wedding reception ends, and he drives her home. Mist Jianwei looks up at him: "I won't be used by you again. We're over." Meng Yanxiu's fingertip glides across her lips: "Then why are you kissing me now?"

Mist Jianwei pushes open the car door: "I kissed you because I wanted to, is that not allowed?" Meng Yanxiu's eyes are mixed with amusement: "Allowed. If you want to sleep, come and sleep. Anyway, I will entangle myself with you endlessly."

Under his relentless entanglement, Mist Jianwei gradually pieces together a complete picture of him. This person doesn't seem to be completely heartless.

Those three years they were apart: I heard he refused to let anyone notify her even when he was critically ill. I heard the beneficiary of his insurance policy was always her name. I heard his thoughts of her could only be whispered to her beloved dog. I heard his winery had always brewed only rose absinthe. I heard that from the day she left, he had been planning their wedding. I heard that he had flown eighty-two international flights in three years, but didn't know she wasn't there at all.

And what she didn't know was that he could feel it every time she secretly cried. But he also didn't know that she had silently paid the price of loving him.

Watching this entanglement, like a vine of fate, wrap tighter and tighter, Mist Jianwei simply opened her door. She pulled Meng Yanxiu's tie: "Still entangled? Come in."

Meng Yanxiu countered by grasping her wrist: "Come out, come home with me. This time, you won't leave again." The game of love has no winners or losers. Only those who fall know the bittersweet taste.

Includes fantasy and surreal elements: her tears are the medicine that heals him.

Reading Guide: 1. SC (First Sexual Contact), 1V1, HE (Happy Ending), an isolated setting, lighthearted style. 2. The story begins with their reunion, and the narrative focuses on post-reunion events. 3. Reunion content accounts for 80%, flashbacks for 20%. 4. Chapters 5-16 are flashbacks, set in 2009. 5. While the male and female leads have misunderstandings, it's not tragic; both are sharp-tongued and communicative. 6. The female lead was never with the second male lead. 7. Before misunderstandings are resolved, the male lead is in full "husband-chasing crematorium" mode.