One Glance, a Lifetime

The first time Meng Buqing met Ji Wan, she was a woman eight years her senior, with sleek long hair, crimson lips, and pulling a suitcase worth five figures. Radiantly beautiful, like the wicked queen from a fairy tale. She said, “You can call me Auntie Ji.” * When Ji Wan moved into her home, Meng Buqing only wanted peaceful coexistence— equal and friendly, like well water never mixing with river water. One day, after fetching Ji Wan’s package, cooking dinner, and buying her snacks, Meng Buqing decided to hit the club for the first time in ages. Creeping toward the door, her hand barely touching the handle, a cool voice came from behind: “You haven’t finished your homework. Where do you think you’re going?” “……” Meng Buqing: Homework? You *are* the homework :) A seemingly sweet, demure but fiercely spirited girl × A strict-seeming auntie who’s actually soft at the slightest poke (No blood relation or legal familial ties between the CP.)

Fu Jing was brought to a bar by her best friend in search of romance. Inside, under the shifting lights, she spotted a stunning, aloof beauty sitting by the window, lazily sipping whiskey—the legendary heartthrob, Gu Qingci. At first glance, Fu Jing was smitten. She asked around frantically, eager to pursue her. Hearing the beauty liked sweetness, she turned on the charm, showering her with affection. Rumors said she adored gifts, so Fu Jing swiped her card relentlessly, piling presents onto the booth. Then... it seemed to be working? The beauty smiled whenever she saw her. — Later, Fu Jing was dragged to a dinner party where her mother introduced her to a hard-to-reach investment tycoon. "This is your Auntie Gu—she bought you toys as a child. Remember?" Fu Jing looked thunderstruck. She stayed frozen, refusing to greet her. Her mother awkwardly covered for her: "Ah, this kid’s always been a bit slow!" But the woman pinched her cheek, her usual icy demeanor melting into a knowing smile. "No worries. I don’t think she’s slow—I find her quite adorable." Fu Jing: "……………" She called off this disastrous pursuit, waving the white flag in retreat. This woman was too cunning—a cold moon forever out of reach, even with a ladder to the sky. But then... why did Gu Qingci move into her house under the pretext of staying temporarily? Cooking supper while Fu Jing studied, popping champagne to celebrate her published papers. Once, when Fu Jing bashfully handed clothes through the bathroom door, Gu Qingci grabbed her wrist, refusing to let go, and whined softly, "Kid, why’d you stop chasing me?" #How do I chase you when you're richer than my whole family?##I wanted to romance you, but you're my Auntie Gu...# Gu Qingci’s POV: #Think you can quit after getting this close?##Where exactly do you think you’re going?# A story about a physics prodigy and rich second-gen who tried to woo with money, only to accidentally court a real tycoon.

Xue Xingchen from No. 3 High is gorgeous and sharp-tongued, with a family-owned mine and a crowd of guys calling her “Dad.” The newly transferred top student, Nan Xiaoyun, is cold and low-key, indifferent to everything except academics. Their desks are just one row apart, seemingly destined to be parallel lines that never cross. Xue Xingchen’s lackeys soon notice: “Boss, why do you never curse in front of Nan Xiaoyun?” “Boss, you actually wear your ID badge because she told you to?” “Boss! That’s homework! What are you doing with homework?! Dangerous—put it down!” —— Punished for misbehaving, they stand under the sun, shadows melting together. Xue Xingchen glances at Nan Xiaoyun beside her, whose brows are slightly furrowed, expression solemn after prolonged silence. Feeling guilty for dragging the obedient student into trouble, she hesitates before finally daring to ask: “What’s on your mind?” “…I’m wondering when Xue Xingchen will kiss me.” —— Cool, cunning top student × fierce but sweet puppy-like love interest Ruthless to everyone, endlessly tender only to you.

In every world, Ji Yu has a different identity and memory. Even forgetting herself. But I love you; one glance over the crowd, and I’ll fall for you again. You don’t have to endure humiliation when you’re in trouble—I’ll stand up for you. You’ll never have nothing, because you’ll always have me. — Turns out, the reason every world collapses is that in this life, I didn’t stay with you. I’ll fix that mistake. I’ll hold you tight.