“Persian wine” means “I like you.”
Cicadas sang through the height of summer; bitter winds howled in late winter. That's when we met.
When Yun Ting first met Li Tingfeng, she thought he was a cool, aloof guy with good English.
Some time later, she decided he was a cool, aloof weirdo.
If she could turn back time, Yun Ting would never have said, “Your eyes are so pretty.”
Because the very next second
“Are my eyes the only pretty thing about me?”
“Don't I look good, too?”
“You've got a good eye. My eyelashes are pretty long, actually. Want to see?”
Yun Ting: “...”
A boy's heart stirred without warning, like fizzy orange soda on a summer day, bubbling up nonstop.
Maybe it was the sudden closeness, maybe the shadows entwined beneath the moonlight, or maybe it was walking side by side.
His feelings grew wildly, but the moon knew nothing.
He waited and waited, always hoping the moon would turn and look at him.
Living near the water should mean catching the moon first, but the moon was a fool.
“Foolish moon.”
The moon hung high in the sky. That night, a warm breeze brushed past, and the moon lowered her eyes to see the evening breeze.
The boy came toward her in the light, holding a cake and waiting for her outside the classroom until her lesson ended.
The breeze stirred, and the moon heard the sound of her heart fluttering.
She said, “Let's give it a try.”
The evening breeze had finally found his moon.
The moon is still the moon, but once plucked, it becomes a crescent.
At present, the male and female protagonists of this book should be Be. I think from the current plot, He is a bit overwhelming. Maybe I can expect a second male lead to take the lead? 🤔🤔🤔