[Completed. A quick heads-up: the first part of the story is a slow burn.]
"The air was still, the woods were silent, but at least that night I could glimpse the moon through the rusted window of Building 21, across the endless crowd.
Even if that moon wasn't mine."
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The most outrageous thing Shu Song did in college was gather the courage to release a silent yet magnificent sky lantern on New Year's Eve.
She made the same wish again, the one she'd made on a night when she was seventeen.
Across the endless crowd, she gazed at that distant silhouette and secretly prayed that Heaven would keep favoring him.
At the center of the crowd she watched, Pei Qianyu was like a born star, adored by everyone beneath the spotlight.
He bowed his head, his aloofness and detachment plain to see. He didn't even raise his eyes as he turned down one person after another who tried to strike up a conversation.
Shu Song stared, entranced.
Then he suddenly turned around. "Are you done staring? Am I really that good-looking?"
Shu Song's face grew hot. She turned away, keeping her expression composed. What she didn't say was that for years, whenever she drifted into a midnight dream, she saw the same gifted boy from high school, leaning against the railing in the corridor and glancing down with casual indifference.
After they got together,
Pei Qianyu gave the troublesome admirers around her a "gentle" warning, and that junior, who reeked of fake innocence, turned around and complained to her in tears.
Pei Qianyu was right beside her when the junior sent that message.
"Song Song," Pei Qianyu suddenly straightened up. His lips were pale. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, "Do you know what I didn't get to finish saying that night?"
-Were you done staring? Am I really that good-looking?
-You were just standing there watching?
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"Every time you looked at me, I was looking at you too."
-Al primo amore.
-To first love.
[Reading Guide]
* Sweet romance, with a cocky campus heartthrob and a reserved, clear-eyed girl who's only pretending to be calm
* Mutual devotion and healing, set on campus and in the city
* The opening lines of the blurb are adapted from a poem by Robert Bly: "The night is damp, the ground is damp, the air is still, the woods are silent, tonight I love you."
--Coming soon:
Hong Kong media are abuzz: a star has gone missing on a film set and narrowly escaped disaster.
A film star who shot to fame right after her debut, reserved and kind as a white jasmine, has an unbelievably strong tendency to attract abnormal people. She keeps running into weirdos, and even after being rescued, she remains in danger.
An endless parade of suitors.
A serial killer who remains at large, watching from the shadows.
Whispered conversations, eyes spying on her, dark and damp gazes...
Qun Qing is facing three problems.
First, she has amnesia.
Second, the serial killer who kidnapped her has yet to be caught.
Third, the police have assigned an officer to protect her. He's easygoing and dashing, broad-shouldered and slim-waisted, and strong enough to knock out three of her with one punch. He'll be staying close to protect her, and the two of them will have to live together for a while.
That night, she dreamed of her own death.
[Reading Guide]
● A dangerously alluring, universally adored heroine × a suit-wearing bruiser
The one pure white jasmine flower × a police officer who protects her
● Set in a fictionalized Hong Kong
● Content warning: The heroine is a true saint, treating everyone equally.
Theme: You have to fight for love.
Dear Fang Chaosheng and Xiaodao and Cangzang: Seeing words is like meeting. Because of academic problems, I rarely read a complete article. The account was also canceled and re-registered. Fortunately, the epidemic allowed me to meet this serenade, Pei Qianyu and Shu Song, and Fang Chaosheng. I first chose to read this article because I was attracted by the title and copywriting. I like the tenderness of the serenade, the brightness of the moon, and the secret love that is all-in-one and desperately seeking hope in despair. I made a wild guess as to the reason why you chose the name "Tide Sheng". I thought it was because the bright moon on the sea grew with the tide. I think this should be someone who likes the moon as much as I do. The image of the moon is like a soul of poetry. Throughout the ages, no one does not love the moon. Li Bai's Kyushu-colored frost, Bian Zhilin's fragments decorated with bright moons, Borges's moon in the wilderness to retain, and the whimpering moon of Beidao blowing the ancient boat song. Yu Guangzhong said that the moonlight is the moonlight of young people, just like Pei Qianyu is Shu Song's moon, Shu Song himself is also Pei Qianyu's moon. The secret love of teenagers is the sweetness of light and cool peach blossoms, like a circling stage and a graceful and romantic encounter in the rolling world of mortals. Because I met you, my love for you turned my embarrassed youth into a charming abjection. I don't want to judge the teenage Shu Song as a girl with low self-esteem. She has spotless eyes and a soft and fiery heart. Shu Song has an invisible pride, so he can blend his pride into his bones and blood, so he can face all difficult and even unbearable situations with a clear and calm appearance. It is precisely because of this that Shu Song likes Pei Qianyu. Her moon, her salvation, her courage, only Pei Qianyu, a peerless and elegant son of the emperor, could bear all the secret love of Shu Song. That love letter came from Shu Song's almost dark three years. I suddenly remembered Mr. Mu Xin's words - the so-called bottomless abyss, there is a bright future ahead. She froze all her soft emotions in the abyss, until the young Pei Qianyu Hengdao immediately stood on her biting plain, like a high-hanging bright moon, melting the moonlight into the ice, feeling Shu Song's soft inside. He repaired the bracelet, leaving deep marks on his fingertips. The marks were like a beam of light breaking through the ice. The young man almost caught her off guard, and with a arrogance, he crashed into her heart without even saying hello. Pei Qianyu is the only warm moon in Shu Song. The world is cold, but the moonlight is warm. So Shu Song is following her moon, which keeps getting better, trying her best to get closer to 715, and trying her best to live a good life. Pei Qianyu was radiant, and so was Shu Song. The best Pei Qianyu has the best Shu Song to fall in love with. The breakup of Shu Song and Pei Qianyu is something I subconsciously don't want to admit. The love affair that was dismembered by the world and maliciousness made them heartbroken and made me shed all my tears. The emerald flowers are beautiful, but there are no roses for me. Fortunately, Shu Song and Pei Qianyu have always been in love with each other. In my eyes, they have been in love for seven years. Not only did Pei Qianyu keep the moonlight pure for Shu Song, but Shu Song finally made Mount Fuji private with his passionate love. It was easy for me to meet the warm Pei Qianyu and Shu Song in the cold December. They become flesh-and-blood existences in your writing. This love is no longer just a narrative in words, but a real emotion that moves people. I wish Pei Qianyu and Shu Song success this year and next. Their love will leave a splendid and splendid mark in my memory when I am eighteen. My selfishness is because I once had a crush on someone who was also the proud son of heaven. I confessed my love to him on the day he said goodbye to his hometown and flew to London. The story between me and him ended there, without further words. I have never had a dark experience, nor have I ever met a passionate love. The two-year secret love was the only color of love in my eighteen-year-old life. Unfortunately, the parting hug became the last chapter of my fate with my moon. I'm very grateful that this story helped my unrequited crush to be released in another subtle way. This long review is for all the conquered and conquered. To Pei Qianyu and Shu Song. To forever. To, Fang Chaosheng. Gu Yinglian 2022.12.4. Pen
The talented sisters downstairs are so awesome. I'm really embarrassed. I want to ask when they will do it (Crying in the Storm)
Give it to me!!!
Hope. It's OK to be cowardly, as the name suggests, everything is done according to one's heart.
"Rêver." "What do you mean?" "Shu Song means." "Dream."
I was so chasing that I forgot they had done it?
It hit my heart! Good at writing!!
Throw flowers! Baby, get well soon!
Finished with flowers——. I wish the little island will always be happy. May Shengsheng get well soon. (Although I am still exposed to the sun
It's great, we light up each other's moon, and my daughter got what she wanted.