I Only Like Your Made-up Persona

Ruan Xiao’s signal still hadn’t connected. Xia Xiqing looked at the time on his notebook; there were only three minutes […]

　 Over the course of his twenty-five years, Xia Xiqing lived a life of constant curiosity. He stripped his heart

 It’s simply incomprehensible. Zhou Ziheng didn’t say a word the whole way, nor did he want to listen to Xia

Perhaps not expecting Zhou Ziheng to ask such a question, Xia Xiqing’s hand trembled slightly, spilling some of the clear

Xia Xiqing felt as though he had been dreaming. The dream was of a black silkworm cocoon, with sticky silk

“I don’t want to go.” Xia Xiqing bluntly refused Xia Xiuze, who was begging him on the phone. Xia Xiuze

How could Xia Xiqing refuse something as exciting as eloping? However, in his heart, he felt that he should be

Xia Xiqing never thought he would ever feel attracted to someone else. He always told others that the biggest misunderstanding

Held in Zhou Ziheng’s arms, Xia Xiqing felt so comfortable that he could have fallen asleep right there, but he

When he woke up the next day, Zhou Ziheng was gone again, and Xia Xiqing was lying in bed wearing

What goes around comes around; heaven spares no one. After twenty-five years of sailing without a paddle, Xia Xiqing never

 Ever since he agreed to consider auditioning for Xu Qichen, Xia Xiqing had been plagued by nightmares every night, reliving

Zhou Ziheng never expected Xia Xiqing to come. Despite Xu Qichen’s repeated persuasion, Zhou Ziheng didn’t believe Xia Xiqing would

Xia Xiqing had a vague sense that Zhou Ziheng knew something. How did he find out? Did Xu Qichen tell

When Xia Xiqing stepped out of the elevator, he spotted five or six young women standing by the entrance. He

　 Xia Xiqing noticed that Zhou Ziheng’s dining room was spacious, yet the table seemed disproportionately small—barely seating six. A

　 Like or dislike? He didn’t wait for Zhou Ziheng’s answer. But Zhou Ziheng’s arms tightening around his waist, his

An hour ago, Zhou Ziheng was still chatting with Zhao Ke, who kept urging him to attend tonight’s art salon.

Upon reaching the second floor, Xia Xiqing spotted a restroom around the corner. Perhaps due to the summer heat, he

The two were mad with passion, their reason consumed by the flames of desire until only instinct and craving remained.