Preorder Sitting Idly with Her Counting Fireflies is below. Former salted fish, later jewelry designer x cool older-sister type and another genius designer; one on one, happy ending. Cheng Xiang never thought even her death would be so casual. One year and thirty-five days after breaking up with Tao Tianran, she is hit by a truck on the way to buy cold noodles. Lying on a crosswalk beneath the first snow of winter, she wonders whether Tao Tianran's ice field was ever warmed by her for even a second. Tao Tianran was Cheng Xiang's high school classmate. Calling her a high-mountain flower is not exact; she is more beautiful and colder, an ice field that will never bloom. Cheng Xiang pursued her from high school so openly that everyone knew. When Tao agreed to date her in junior year, Cheng Xiang hosted three days of barbecue banquets off campus. That grand feat became a joke when they broke up half a year after graduation. Perhaps heaven was not done playing: Cheng Xiang lives again, reborn as a rich young lady. Her brother appears to be pursuing Tao Tianran and wants Cheng to call Tao sister-in-law. Absolutely not. Now she has money, looks, and curves; can she not pry open this ice field? Then on a rainy night, Tao knocks on her door, black hair plastered to pale skin. Cheng thinks Tao can love after all, just not her. But Tao's lips tremble, cold fingers touching her lips, asking whether she is Xiaoxiang. From solar activity to the end of the last human ice age took eight thousand years. How long does Tao Tianran take to realize that the endless long alley in memory is beautiful like regret? Notes: also titled After I Died, My Cool Ex Discovered She Loved Me Desperately and Tried to Find Me Back; atypical transmigration, not a revenge-on-ex power-fantasy story, soul core unchanged. Preorder: Yin Qingchi, a small-town overachiever turned lawyer, falls into a sewer while drunk with clients and transmigrates a thousand years back to the era of female grand councilor Song Qu, infamous in history as a corrupt, seductive minister. On a bridge, Yin sees Song approach, dignified, icy, with a crimson Guanyin mole and alluring eyes, and dares to become the lover of this powerful woman. Though Yin wants to lie flat, her inner overachiever burns. She once waited at court before dawn, but later shrinks because Song's gaze plainly says not to leave after court. Song becomes rather addicted. She was once a symbol anyone could condemn, but when she sits before Yin waiting for her peach-blossom brow makeup, Yin knows she is both demon in others' eyes and a god standing deep in history, never having cleared her own name. One on one, happy ending.