April's plum rain, sunny days when the plums turn yellow.
May's midsummer, pomegranate flowers are in full bloom, red like fire.
We reunited in the most beautiful season of the year. I thought, from then on, each day will be better than the previous one, because I have you.
However, I only guessed this beginning. Excerpt from a girl's diary.
The college entrance examination, a term familiar to all Chinese people, bears too much significance, whether for teachers or students.
Before the exam, students are full of expectation, anticipation, and nervousness.
After the exam, students are full of satisfaction, regardless of the result, they've given their all, at least living up to years of hard work.
In this season full of youth, enthusiasm, and dreams, Ji Chuan, a high school physics teacher, enters his "devil's season."
Mr. Ji works around the clock, hoping to give students who truly want to work hard a brighter future in this last, fairest competition of their lives.
Every year around this time, the sentence Mr. Ji's most often think of is: "What is sleep? Can you eat it? Haha."
Ji Chuan returned home exhausted as usual. It was already late at night. He quickly bathed, changed clothes, drank some milk, and rushed to bed.
There are students waiting for his guidance tomorrow. He must rest well and maintain the best condition to ensure success for the college entrance examination.
In the quiet night, any movement becomes particularly clear.
The main reason Ji Chuan chose this apartment was for its quietness.
Without the hustle and bustle and noise, he can rest well. Now, he can really not hear any external noise, just as he wished.
However, could the newlywed couple next door tone it down a bit?
When it's so quiet at night, they shout so loudly, surely he can't be the only one hearing them, can he?
Ji Chuan restrained himself, deciding based on the data released by the International Research Organisation to give them an additional fifteen minutes.
Thirty minutes later.
Ji Chuan was sitting on his bed despondently. He could still hear very enticing noises. It seemed that the couple was very high-spirited and couldn't stop anytime soon.
Ji Chuan couldn't sleep. He was about to lose his patience.
Two months ago, the newlywed couple that had just moved next door greeted Ji Chuan and had given him some delicious authentic Guandong stew.
The new wife was a young and beautiful Japanese girl who married into China.
Occasionally, he would bump into them at the elevator. The young wife would politely greet him with a smile, bow her head deeply, take a couple of steps backward, a gentle and soft-spoken lady.
Who would've guessed she would be so...wild in bed?
Ji Chuan timely put a stop to his already "skyrocketing" imagination.
Since they seemed non-stop, he decided to get up and interrupt them, asking them to be quieter or maybe, to change their location?
He didn't care how they decided to solve it, Ji Chuan just knew he wanted to go to sleep!
Xin Yun had been training at the headquarters recently. The intensive curriculum didn't leave her with any time for writing, so the first thing she did after returning to the country was to stay up all night to wrap up her work.
She had been freelancing for a women-oriented erotic magazine in Japan for two years. As a writer with no experience with men, how could she learn new positions?
Studying through watching movies!
But even the most exciting films become lullabies in the face of severe sleep deprivation.
Xin Yun's hands are still resting on the keyboard as she leans back in her chair, fast asleep.
She wobbles in her sleep, shifting through various poses. Eventually, she rises to her feet while still in a dream state, eyes closed, navigating solely based on her own intuition. Just a few steps forward, and she collapses onto a soft yoga mat, ready to continue her slumber.
The doorbell late at night is loud enough to wake the dead.
Xin Yun jolts awake, her house filled with the overwhelming sounds of a leading lady in the throes of passion. She was wearing headphones, so how did it switch to speaker mode?
Standing up and looking around, Xin Yun notices her headphones on the floor - she must have pulled them off. She quickly turns off the sound that could raise the dead and heads to answer the door.
Ji Chuan stands at the door, slightly embarrassed. As a man, he totally understands the situation. Everyone has moments when they lose control.
Yet as a neighbor, he hopes that the couple next door could make love without disturbing anyone. To stop it from happening again, it is better to clear it up directly.
Xin Yun sees the man standing at her door through the video surveillance screen. His lean figure, grey cotton T-shirt, broad and soft pants, and generic grey home clothing suit his slim body remarkably well.
Ji Chuan is aware of the camera's placement and looks right at it. Surely a stranger wouldn't open the door in the middle of the night?
Just as he thought this, the door swings open.
Xin Yun, who had been asleep on the yoga mat just moments ago, is now facing Ji Chuan. Her hair is in a disarray, clothes crumpled, but her face lights up as she sees Ji Chuan.
The moment Ji Chuan realizes that the girl who opened the door is not that Japanese lady, his initial reaction is, "Oh my god, I've stumbled upon something major!"
The next moment, he is trying to think of how he could get out of this embarrassing situation of having walked in on his "neighbor's affair".
Yet, Xin Yun is grinning, and staring into his light brown eyes. Ji Chuan's eyes, reflecting the hallway lighting, are especially bright.
With a quarter of his bloodline being Ukrainian, his fair skin, light eye and hair color, soft facial contours, and delicate features make him unforgettable at first sight.
