The Frail Beauty Played Too Hard and Was Forced to Turn Gay

[Jealous, competitive, tearful, devoted-dog top vs. seemingly sickly but actually straight beauty bottom]

#HeChases,HeRuns,ButHeCan’tEscape #AManWhoCriesHasTheBestLuck #TurnsOutIWasTheWhiteMoonlight

Yun Zhiyi unexpectedly became bound to a System. His mission was to play a frail beauty and get close to Xiao Jue, the powerful Prince Jing.

He threw himself into the role, coughing so hard he seemed consumptive and taking a breathless step every few paces, as delicate as a willow in the wind.

But Prince Jing’s gaze grew stranger by the day. He not only snatched the pastries Yun Zhiyi’s friends gave him, but also drove away anyone who tried to get within ten feet of him.

Yun Zhiyi: ?

Something felt off.

Wasn’t he supposed to focus on his career?

Then one night, he was cornered against a wall. The famously cold and ruthless Prince Jing pinned him in his arms, eyes red and voice choked with sobs:

“You smell like him... Tell me, who are you really?”

Yun Zhiyi looked at the grown-up version of the little crybaby, whose face was exactly the same as it had been in childhood, and fell into deep thought.

...If I confess now that I’m the white moonlight you’ve been mourning for ten years, the one you think is “dead,” is it too late?