Arranged Marriage, Unexpected Love

When Yue Can first met Bo Wanzhao, her mother brought home a plainly dressed but strikingly beautiful girl and said, “Call her sister.” Yue Can knew Bo Wanzhao was only gentle on the surface—cold, distant, and unapproachable at heart—yet she was still drawn in, pouring her warmth and passion into getting closer. Later, they crossed the line, embracing in a cramped, shabby room, kissing uncontrollably like a stifling summer night finally breaking into a long-restrained storm. Tentatively, Yue Can asked what they were. Bo Wanzhao replied with icy reason, “Yue Can, we can’t.” Years later, they met again. Yue Can knew Bo Wanzhao was an untouchable iceberg no one could melt. She swore she wouldn’t fall for the same person twice… Yet somehow, the iceberg seemed to be melting on its own. Again and again, Bo Wanzhao reached out, silently teasing. Fed up, Yue Can snapped, “Are you trying to chase me?” Bo Wanzhao admitted earnestly, “I want to…” Yue Can threw her own words back: “You can’t.”

The second time Jiang Nian encountered Yao Ran at the bar, she overheard the icy beauty rejecting someone’s advances: "Don’t touch me. It makes me sick." Yet moments later, in a dimly lit corner, Yao Ran pulled her close by the waist, and the two kissed breathlessly until neither could gasp for air… Jiang Nian: ??? Yao Ran had always prided herself on being rational. She thought their encounter would be nothing more than a one-night fling—until: "You still want me around? Anytime." 【CP】 A bold, straightforward younger woman × a seemingly cold but secretly tender and passionate older sister 【Mini Scene】 That day at the studio, a young girl arrived, accompanied by a stunning woman. Jiang Nian looked up, and the two locked eyes for a long moment. She heard the girl whisper, "Do you know her?" After a pause, a quiet voice replied, "No." Jiang Nian remained expressionless. But that cool, detached tone had once melted into passionate murmurs against her ear, countless times— After leaving the studio: "Hey sis, wasn’t that tattooed girl super cool and hot? Did you see? Her figure was amazing too." Yao Ran: "…" She knew better than anyone just how stunning her ex-girlfriend’s body was.

Me and My Clothes-Savvy Employer CP: Sincere and Innocent x Sickly Seductive Bottom A short historical romance written for fun, not monetized, with a guaranteed happy ending.

Lu Shu is about to move. Her friend warns her in advance that her new roommate is stunningly beautiful with fair skin and an otherworldly face, though a bit cold in personality. On their first night living together, Lu Shu gets drenched in the rain and forgets her keys, leaving her no choice but to awkwardly knock on the door. When the door opens, the so-called "aloof roommate" stands before her wrapped only in a towel, figure graceful and alluring. Lu Shu is dumbstruck. Indeed, the woman is breathtakingly beautiful. Too bad... This face belongs to Pei Zhixi. ＊ Both Lu Shu and Pei Zhixi gained fame through classical dance. That year, Lu Shu was embroiled in scandalous rumors, mocked as a "fairy on the outside, tea master on the inside," while Pei Zhixi swept up awards effortlessly, becoming the ethereal goddess of classical dance in everyone’s eyes. Lu Shu always felt she and Pei Zhixi were "bound by fate"—competing for over twenty years since childhood, always butting heads like sharp needles against wheat awns, never seeing eye to eye. As teenagers, Pei Zhixi would tutored her while teasing, "Lu Shu, you’re hopeless. Three times and you still don’t get it?" Later, Lu Shu never imagined... Pei Zhixi would kiss her and murmur with warm eyes and a gentle voice, "Lu Shu, you’re hopeless. Do you even know how to kiss?" Half-resisting, she’d reply, "Keep talking and I won’t let you kiss me." ＊ Reuniting with Pei Zhixi was like a dying ember meeting kindling. CP: Prickly Tsundere × Ice-Cold Goddess 【Mini Theater】 After the classical duet *Shadow* goes viral overnight, Pei Zhixi and Lu Shu skyrocket in popularity, becoming the nation’s beloved classical dance goddesses. During a joint interview, a nosy host jokingly asks, "You two are famously in sync, and word is many of Lu’s choreographies were tailored for Pei. Netizens wonder—did Lu have a crush on Pei?" Lu Shu smiles. "Pei is a dance fanatic, too clueless about romance. Not my type." Pei Zhixi chuckles without comment. That same night— Pei Zhixi nips at Lu Shu’s lips and murmurs, "Tell me, where exactly am I lacking in romance?" 【Disclaimer】 1. Atypical childhood friends/rivals-to-lovers; not much plot, just daily bickering like schoolkids—skip if not your thing. 2. First love for both; mutual healing, ultra-sweet. 3. No real-life inspiration; classical dance details are internet-researched + imagined, not professional—proceed with caution.

When Ye Qizhen reunited with her "rival in love," Wen Yu, in college, she expected their relationship to be hostile. Yet, Wen Yu brought her medicine when she was sick, Kept her company when she felt lonely, Held and comforted her when she was sad... And then, Wen Yu kissed her—what was that about? Weren't they supposed to be rivals? * Since high school, Wen Yu had been nicknamed "Siren," with rumors claiming she had countless ex-boyfriends and an army of admirers. But only she knew the truth: her heart had only ever skipped a beat for one girl—the girl whose warm, sweet smile was like the crispest summer breeze, stirring her lazy, aimless youth. **[Sunny on the outside, actually a crybaby / Sweet and cute] vs. [Seemingly a heartbreaker, actually devoted / Beautiful siren]** One-sentence summary: A story about a girl who’s gay without realizing it and a closeted lesbian, both thinking the other sees them as a rival, when in truth, they’re both secretly pining for each other. **[Mini Theater]** Late at night, sleepless. Ye Qizhen anonymously posts on the school forum with the title: *"Female, falling for another girl."* 1L: Must be a platonic girl crush. 2L: OP’s overthinking it—straight girls and their mind games, smh. 3L: Straight girls leading on lesbians? Divine retribution awaits. ... Amid the flood of "wake-up call" replies, Ye Qizhen spots a response from the username *wyyy*: *yqz, is that you?*