Weaving the Moon

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[An elite secretly loves me, in a sultry, ambiguous school romance]

*A timid, slightly social-anxious girl with bold thoughts but no courage × a seemingly aloof academic genius with a possessive streak

Yue Jianzhi discovered something while taking a shower.

The class chemistry representative seemed to smell just like her.

*

He didn't like her.

Yue Jianzhi was bad at chemistry and slow to hand in her assignments. Every time she finished writing the last stroke and looked up, she would meet his dark eyes.

She started to fear him, even though he was universally regarded as the nicest boy in their school.

That impression lasted until she became the English class representative.

Collecting assignments always went smoothly, except for one thing:

She put a cross next to the only name left on the class list:

Cui Wuming.

That was the chemistry representative's name.

This was revenge, wasn't it? It absolutely had to be.

Yue Jianzhi pressed her lips together and walked over to the boy's desk, her ears burning red with anger.

"What is it?" He raised his eyes, a pen held between his long fingers.

Her indignation vanished in an instant. She tried to keep her expression composed, but the hand behind her back curled into a fist. "Cui, could you... hand in your assignment..."

By the light of the lamp, Cui Wuming studied the girl before him.

She was looking at his desk. Her expression was clearly cold, but the tips of her ears had turned red.

Her voice urged him to hurry, trying to sound calm but revealing her nervousness.

He lowered his head and smiled, then pulled the deliberately late assignment out from under the workbook he was writing in and placed it in her hand.

*

After the two got together, their relationship progressed so slowly that even their friends couldn't bear to watch.

During a game of truth or dare, their friends created all kinds of opportunities, but the couple still couldn't bring themselves to look at each other and refused to take the bait.

The final challenge was a forced kiss.

The sea breeze surrounded them on a gentle summer night. Everyone was chanting, "Kiss!"

But Cui Wuming abruptly crushed the beer can in his hand. "Pick something else."

The firelight cast the boy's face in shadow. Amid the jeers, he smiled casually. "You need a dare to kiss her? Are you even a man?"

The jeers immediately turned into a commotion.

Yue Jianzhi's ears turned red. She pressed her lips together and looked away, but noticed her boyfriend's fingers trembling in the shadows.

She: "..."

If you've got the nerve, then stop chickening out!

#You thought he was a king, but it turns out he's a bronze

- You always think you're dim and unremarkable, never realizing you're the moonlight everyone else dreams of.

Reader's guide:

★ The male lead has plenty of tricks. Rather than calling it a secret crush, you could say he's patiently weaving a net.

★ The leads' personalities unfold gradually. The heroine seems timid but tries to act composed, and she swears a lot in her head. She grows over time.

The hero... Before dating: flirtatious and considerate. After dating: loves teasing her and doesn't even dare hold her hand (arguably a regression, orz).

★ The "Tide" arc is more obscure, while the "Heat" arc is sweeter. He secretly loves her, then the feelings become mutual.

★ One-on-one romance, both are each other's first love and both are virgins.

★ The heroine is an excellent student. Chemistry is her only weak subject.

★ A story about [a girl so serious she chews the cap off her pen, thinking she's an unnoticed nobody, never realizing she's secretly loved by the most dazzling male god in school].

[About the writing prompt: The heroine starts volunteering as a teacher in her freshman year of college, then interns as a teacher. Her final career is also teaching in public schools.]

--- Next book: "The Male Classmate Who Covets Me"

[A short school romance in my own style]

#He secretly loves her# → #Mutual secret crush#

[The quiet, bespectacled science genius in the last row, who never stood out in class.

He silently and cautiously dares only to watch the gentle, beautiful class flower from the shadows.]

Chen Zhuo is an attentive observer.

He watches Xue Yizhen stack her tests one by one, her slender, faintly pink fingertips tucking the edges of the papers into her folder.

He watches Xue Yizhen stand by the podium and give orders, holding a stack of tests as she smiles gently while saying things no one can refuse.

Whenever someone calls out to her, Xue Yizhen first tucks the hair beside her face behind her ear, says "Hmm?" and then her eyes curve into a shape that makes one's heart itch.

Later, his thoughts slowly took a different turn.

The slender waist faintly visible beneath her thin summer clothes, the half of her snow-white ankle exposed when she rolled up her pants on the sports field, even her cheeks, slightly reddened by the winter wind. She would pass by with her friends, carrying the scent of wind and snow.

Every one of these things made him realize how despicable he was.

He thought he would keep watching her from afar forever, until one day a friend asked him to deliver a gift to Xue Yizhen.

The hallway,

Xue Yizhen struggled to hold her stack of assignments, using her knee to prop the door open as she squeezed half her body into the classroom.

Her eyes were filled with the creased spines of books.

As she passed the corner of the corridor, someone bumped into her. Her ulnar nerve went numb, and the exercise books in her arms scattered across the floor.

People around them gasped. Xue Yizhen hurriedly bent down to pick them up. A boy from her class bent down beside her.

She didn't know him well and only remembered his name: Chen Zhuo.

He was the quiet, taciturn boy who never stood out in class. At most, when the math rankings came out, his name at the very top reminded everyone: Wow, so there's someone called Chen Zhuo in our class.

But at that very moment, his fingers accidentally covered the back of her hand. The warmth was there and gone in an instant, and the lingering sensation crept up her entire numb arm.

The glance he cast at her from beneath his glasses seemed to slash through the pitch-black curtain inch by inch.

Chen Zhuo had a secret he could never tell anyone:

That night, he dreamed of her.

A beast was trapped in his heart, but he never let it out of its cage. He only dared to cautiously breathe in that trace of floral fragrance.

This time, the heroine is more dazzling than the hero. Of course, he's still tall and more handsome than average, but picture the vibe of a bespectacled science genius.

The focus is on the ambiguous feelings between people who aren't close.

The heroine is a pure, proper girl, a sweet little white flower and a teacher's ideal helper. Her dream is to become an official (), and she's mildly sarcastic. She'll think the hero is adorable while flirting back in a soft, gentle voice.

The hero seems gloomy, damp, and dark, but is actually pure on the outside and naughty on the inside: innocent, convinced he's vile and depraved, yet unable to suppress his instinctive desire for something spicy. He is restrained and protects the heroine with great care. He secretly loves her for real, but doesn't dare tell her or get close.

Theme: Courage and facing the truth