Hey, Kiss Me!

Shen Jixue drove toward Beicheng, but her car broke down halfway due to unexpected engine trouble. Her camera, weighing over a dozen pounds, made her shoulders and back ache. Just as she thought she would be stranded in the wilderness for the night, she happened to run into Yun Fei. The gentle and quiet guesthouse owner happened to be out picking up daily supplies and casually rescued the very first guest of her guesthouse. Their first meeting was a breathtaking glance, each of them instantly captivated by the other’s beauty. Shen Jixue loved photography; her lens was filled with the warmth of the mortal world and the beauty of natural things. Yet, the lens that had once focused solely on drifting clouds, twilight, and mountain forests somehow unconsciously began to capture the figure of Yun Fei. That woman was forever gentle and steady, thoughtfully and meticulously caring for every little detail of her daily life. Whenever Shen Jixue was overwhelmed by surging emotions and consumed by sensitivity and anxiety late at night, Yun Fei would quietly sit beside her, her fingertips gently brushing through her hair. Yun Fei suffered from avoidant personality disorder, accustomed to building high walls against people’s passionate affections. She had once stubbornly believed that only parents and children could make up a complete home. That was until the little photographer carrying a camera stumbled into her field of vision, stepping into her long-closed world. The cheerful, enthusiastic, and approachable little photographer possessed a highly sensitive core that was easily bruised and hurt. Yet right by her side, she would use all her strength to love and protect her. So it turned out that a so-called home was never a predetermined template. As long as she raised her gaze to see the person she loved right beside her, feeling a sincere sense of happiness—that, truly, was a home. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Hey, Kiss Me! — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠