Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Dreaming of Marrying My Childhood Sweetheart in My Past Life?
Published September 8, 2026
On their wedding night.
By the floor-to-ceiling windows, two figures were intimately entangled.
“Ah……”
Qiao Zhen’s hands were firmly pinned above her head. Her delicate lips were flushed and alluring as soft, sweet breaths escaped them.
Behind her, the man’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he tightly held her slender waist, his voice low and captivating.
“Good girl, call my name.”
Qiao Zhen was forced to tilt her head back, her beautiful eyes filled with mist. Her voice was sweet as honey.
“Mm… Qin Yichi……”
He was Qin Yichi, her childhood sweetheart who had grown up alongside her.
The man’s entire body was tense with desire, yet he was still unsatisfied. He leaned closer to her ear, his breath scorching hot.
“Zhenzhen, it’s time to call me something else.”
His husky, seductive voice repeatedly brushed against her ears, leaving her tingling all over.
So tempting……
Qiao Zhen’s mind went completely blank. She wrapped her arms around him and softly whimpered,
“Hubby~”
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The scenes from the dream continued flooding into her mind, leaving Qiao Zhen dazed.
“Next stop……”
The bus announcement suddenly rang out.
Qiao Zhen awakened from the warmth of an embrace and slowly opened her eyes.
Then, she suddenly met a pair of deep, pitch-black eyes.
The lighting inside the bus was somewhat dim.
The young man had sharp brows, striking eyes, and a tall, straight nose. His side profile was sharply defined, making him look somewhat intimidating, yet incredibly handsome—enough to make anyone fall for him at first sight.
He was dressed in a black windbreaker, exuding a wild and unruly charm.
His familiar masculine scent rushed toward her, almost unbearably hot.
Qiao Zhen was still dazed. Without thinking, she softly called out,
“Hubby?”
Even she didn't realize how sweet her voice sounded, as though it had been dipped in honey. There was even a hint of coquettishness, like a kitten gently scratching at one's heart.
Qin Yichi froze.
His sharp brows drew together slightly as his deep eyes stared straight at her. His expression instantly became unreadable, with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
After a long moment, he answered,
“Hmm?”
The moment he spoke, Qiao Zhen immediately realized what she had done.
It was as if she had been struck by lightning, and her mind instantly cleared.
Wait!
She… she had actually confused her dream with reality and called Qin Yichi, who was still a college freshman, her husband?
Σ(っ°Д°)っ!!!
Qiao Zhen’s heart raced, and her entire face turned pink. She hurriedly explained,
“I-I said you were an old dog! I just misspoke!”
Qiao Zhen secretly glanced up at him, praying that he absolutely, absolutely wouldn't misunderstand.
She had absolutely no improper thoughts about him.
Qin Yichi leaned against the seatback, the corners of his thin lips curving slightly. He lowered his head and let out a meaningful chuckle.
“Oh~”
His tone was dripping with sarcasm, and his face practically screamed, I don't believe you.
Embarrassed, Qiao Zhen turned toward the window. As she slowly calmed down, she began thinking about the dream she had just had.
During the holiday, these dreams had appeared one after another, and some of them even seemed to correspond perfectly with reality.
Could it be that she had—
Dreamed about part of her past life?
The more she thought about it, the more her eyes reddened.
An overwhelming bitterness surged through her heart, slowly drowning her.
Everyone knew that she was hopelessly in love with Ji Xian, the aloof campus heartthrob of Peking University.
She had chased after Ji Xian from high school to college, following him around every single day.
As long as Ji Xian called, Qiao Zhen would immediately appear before him, offering him her sincere heart. She had been obedient, gentle, and unbearably humble.
In that dream of her past life, she had chased after him for more than five years and dated him for two.
Seven years in total.
A full seven years.
Even when Ji Xian’s friends mocked her for being “vain” and “delusional,” she was still willing to offer him her whole heart.
On the day of her birthday concert, Qiao Zhen had been filled with anticipation.
Yet Ji Xian stood her up once again, choosing to pick up his childhood sweetheart at the airport.
His voice was cool and distant.
“Qiao Zhen, stop being unreasonable.”
—Unreasonable.
The word pierced her heart like a sharp thorn, leaving a deep and agonizing wound.
Only then did Qiao Zhen finally come to her senses.
She became completely disillusioned.
So, in his heart, she had never meant anything at all……
Although it was only a fragment from a dream, Qiao Zhen felt as though she had been completely swallowed by a raging tide. The suffocating pain consumed her heart, leaving it shattered.
It had felt too real.
As if she had truly experienced it.
As if she had truly suffered that heartbreak.
At the thought, the tip of her nose suddenly stung. Her eyes grew hot, and she lowered her head in disappointment.
The next moment, the bus suddenly made a sharp right turn.
Qiao Zhen lost her balance without warning and fell helplessly to the right.
“Mm……”
She crashed into Qin Yichi’s warm embrace. In her panic, her hand instinctively pressed against his thigh.
His scorching warmth slowly enveloped her.
Qiao Zhen’s fingers tightened unconsciously, and her mind went completely blank.
A muffled groan escaped Qin Yichi’s throat, his voice brushing against her ear like a feather.
“Don't touch me carelessly.”
His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an indescribable emotion.
It sounded exactly like the voice from her dream—or rather, this Qin Yichi sounded younger, more youthful, and less mature than the man in her dream.
A faint blush immediately spread across Qiao Zhen’s ears.
She carefully apologized, “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.”
Her tone sounded unusually awkward and distant.
Qin Yichi seemed to notice that something was wrong with her. He asked in a low voice,
“Are you feeling unwell?”
Qiao Zhen blinked her slightly sore eyes and met his seemingly casual gaze before quickly looking away.
She gently shook her head.
“N-No……”
In her past life, she had been an ordinary female singer in China's entertainment industry.
And Qin Yichi—
He was a top motorcycle racer who had brought glory to his country, winning second place in a world championship and claiming the Asian Championship title.
Young, confident, and unruly, he possessed an incredibly handsome face that made him a top-tier heartthrob. His popularity was nearly on par with the biggest young stars in the entertainment industry.
His popularity was so terrifying that girls who wanted to ride on “God Chi’s” motorcycle could probably line up all the way to France.
But somehow, after she broke up with Ji Xian, she had actually ended up marrying Qin Yichi!
Qiao Zhen silently clenched her clothes and pursed her lips as the little voice in her heart frantically shook its head.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
How could she have married Qin Yichi in her previous life?
How could this have happened?
It didn't make sense……
And more importantly, she had even dreamed about her wedding night with Qin Yichi, where she had been……
^>⸝⸝⸝⸝<^
The more Qiao Zhen thought about it, the more flustered she became. A deep blush slowly spread across her cheeks, and she looked as if she were about to explode from embarrassment.
“Are you really not feeling unwell?”
Qin Yichi suddenly leaned toward her, lowering his head slightly as he studied her seriously.
Qiao Zhen nodded innocently.
Then Qin Yichi’s lingering, seductive voice slowly sounded beside her ear.
“Then why are you blushing?”
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A sweet campus romance about a little white rabbit being carried straight into the wolf’s den!
The regretful male lead fails to win her back, while her childhood sweetheart takes his place! Get ready for plenty of sweetness!
Note: Due to review requirements, the high school portion has been changed to college, and all main characters are adults.
♡ Every girl is not a speck of dust to be looked down upon, but a radiant pearl. ♡
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