Tonight, the Moonlight Is Silver

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[Si Tian]

Si Tian thought her first meeting with him was at the deathbed of Grandpa Song.

A nobody in the entertainment industry and a member of a minor wealthy family, she squeezed into a brightly lit mansion to watch a top-tier family fight over their inheritance.

Just as she was thinking that rich people were so coldhearted, a tall, handsome man walked in through the door.

He emerged as the ultimate victor, intimidating everyone, but stopped right in front of her and glanced at her.

"Are you Si Tian?"

Flustered, Si Tian clutched the platinum handbag her mother had pressed into her hands before she left and timidly said, "Hello..."

The man narrowed his phoenix eyes, almost as if smiling.

"Hello, Tiantian."

.

Later, she and Song Siyan were alone together.

Drowsiness crept over her. Half asleep, half awake,

she heard the person beside her ask, "Si Tian, are you unhappy?"

Cool and restrained, with a faint hint of seduction.

He was the slender, fair-skinned boy from her memories.

He smelled faintly of green pomelo. He leaned toward her, almost entranced, and asked tentatively, "Si Tian, are you unhappy?"

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[Song Siyan]

Song Siyan sat in his car, silently waiting for her graceful figure to approach beneath the moonlight.

For the first time in his life, he calmly watched Si Tian walk toward him, her mind entirely on him.

How fortunate he was.

Si Tian stopped by the car and bent down, tapping on the window with a knuckle.

The window slid down, and Song Siyan gazed at her tenderly.

Moonlight shimmered in his eyes, carrying an indescribable affection.

Si Tian's long hair was braided. She wore a long Bohemian-style dress and pale pink, asymmetrical pointed-toe high-heeled sandals, revealing her porcelain-white arms and beautiful ankles. From collarbone to toes, every detail was exquisite.

She lowered her sunglasses with a fingertip, revealing bright, mischievous peach-blossom eyes.

"Quelle nuit, Monsieur." (What a beautiful night, sir.)

"Vous aussi, Mademoiselle." (You are beautiful too, miss.)

You came beneath the moonlight. I'll take you up among the stars and embrace the heavens.

Theme: Love is beautiful.