Ye Fei Ye

After marriage—
On Valentine's Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
Wrapped up in her blanket and close to falling asleep, Xia Wan'an mumbled, "Sleep."
On Christmas Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
With her arms around her pillow, Xia Wan'an casually replied, "Sleep."
On their wedding anniversary, holding a cup of water, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?"
Cozied up in bed, with sleepy eyes, Xia Wan'an looked at Han Jingnian, wary of the water he might spill on the bed. She thought for a moment, then replied, "With you... together." 

I Want To Move In Next Door

Xia Wan'an: "..." The father of fashion.


Names five through eight were foreign, Xia Wan'an quickly skimmed past them to the ninth name: "Gao Lin."


Seeing this name that had appeared last, Xia Wan'an chuckled lightly: "Interesting."


"What's interesting?" Xiaochen, at the neighboring seat, asked curiously.


"Nothing special." Having brushed off Xiaochen, Xia Wan'an exited WeChat; one hand propped up her chin, the other fiddled with the keyboard. She stared at the computer screensaver for a while before chuckling again.


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