Moonlight Affair

“If I’m your sun, then you’re my crescent moon.” After bravely breaking off her engagement, Qiao Yuan went to a remote island, where she met the mysterious and gentle Li Yanting. The two hearts slowly drew closer. “A young painter,” she said, lifting a fingertip to press down the brim of her beret, a clear light shining in her eyes. “If you like, you can call me a great artist, too.” “Should I call you Teacher Qiao?” She tilted her head. “That has a nice ring to it.” “Make a wish.” She cradled a flickering star in her palm and spoke softly to him. “Why not wish for me to become the greatest artist of this century?” Her voice was gentle, but her words were so assertive. Hearing that, his light amber eyes curved slightly, and he smiled with his lips pressed together. “I won’t wish for that,” he said, clasping his hands and closing his eyes. “I hope Qiao Yuan will become the freest, happiest soul in the world.”