It's All the Fault of Romance and Moonlight

When Fang Meng first met Shi Tian, she thought he was cheerful, funny, considerate, and dependable.

The important thing was that he seemed to show, now and then, that he liked her.

Fang Meng had been outstanding her whole life. If he took the initiative and pursued her, she would graciously agree.

But she waited in vain for him to say anything.

That morning, Shi Tian rode side by side with the factory beauty along the factory road. Sunlight lit up their laughing faces. Shi Tian swept past without even noticing her.

"They really are a perfect match," someone beside her said.

Only then did Fang Meng bitterly realize that this whole upheaval of feelings had been hers alone.

Fang Meng decided to quit him cold turkey.

But she never imagined the backlash would hit so hard, or that love was far from as simple as she had thought.

Those repeated moments when she could neither give in nor pull away, those gasping breaths and tangled embraces... They opened up a world she had never known, and shattered the confidence and dignity Fang Meng had wrapped around herself.

Just as she thought she would fall into the abyss of this twisted love, Shi Tian lifted her tear-streaked face in his hands.

"Fang Meng, will you marry me?"

A highly sensitive, romance-minded woman x a pragmatic, avoidant man

[Reading Notes]

- Romance and marriage, with the workplace as a purely incidental backdrop

- Extremely melodramatic

- Realistic themes, spanning many years

- Not both virgins. The leads both have character flaws and are not perfect; both have strayed emotionally

- First-person narration

- The characters and story are fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.

Next book: The Prey Awakens

Weng Ling had liked Shen Que since she was little.

As she grew up, she fell deeply in love with him.

Shen Que was handsome, aloof, and used to having the final say.

But she never forgot how, when their families arranged their betrothal as children, Shen Que held her face and said earnestly, "Weng Ling, when we grow up, I'll marry you."

For those words, she fell out with her family, even when the Shen family fell into ruin and Shen Que was left with nothing.

At last, she put on her wedding dress, carrying two million in private savings.

At first, Shen Que held her and said she had given him a second life.

Later, he came home later and later, always busy with work.

When he got a call, he would glance at her, get up, and take it on the balcony.

If she asked too many questions, he would impatiently say, "I'm already exhausted from being out all day."

Weng Ling told herself that loving him meant accepting him.

Until one night, he didn't come home and wouldn't answer his phone.

She took medicine to his office and heard Shen Que talking outside his office:

"Someone like her? She'd never leave me, even if she died."

"How could I ever truly love someone from the Weng family?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame her surname."

Weng Ling stood outside the door, utterly frozen.

Later, Shen Que chased her all the way south.

It rained. He stood outside her office building all day before it finally occurred to him how many times he had made her wait.

When she came out, he rushed over and tried to take her hand. "Lingling, come home with me."

Weng Ling's voice was icy. "Mr. Shen, don't do this."

Then she got into a car and drove away.

Shen Que wiped the rain from his face and finally realized that Weng Ling, who once would never have gone west if he told her to go east, truly didn't want him anymore.

Theme: Growing up means breaking apart and rising anew