Cool, aloof genius boy × mischievous girl
(The physical book goes on preorder at 7:30 p.m. on December 30, 2023. See Weibo: @-Guiwuli)
[His Dark Moonlight] is complete and ready to read. The male lead is a flirtatious stand-in, and the female lead is cool, aloof, proud, and incredibly tough. My upcoming novel [Goldfish in the Mire] is about a sunny girl × a gloomy, scheming puppy. I promise it's great, so don't miss it!
Blurb:
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[School Years]
Few people have noticed the scar on the inside of his wrist, and few know much about his past.
Just like his name, that boy was gentle yet melancholy. Born into a wealthy family, he should have had everything handed to him, yet he chose to leave home for a remote little town, as if he meant to spend his lonely, abandoned life there.
Wild birthday lanterns, fireworks filling the sky, moths fluttering beneath streetlights in the dark. The cicadas sang their summer song beside them. Their fingertips had brushed here, their lips and tongues had met, and their breaths had burned like fire.
Lin Xianqing once wrote her wish on a red prayer slip at a temple, praying that all would go well for him and that every wish would come true. Later, she received an anonymous package from the boy. Inside were a jade abacus and a crumpled ball of paper.
Wen Yu had written: [Lin Xianqing, please give up on me.]
It was a summer she would never encounter again in her life: stifling and suffocating, yet her soul had grown full and expansive.
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[City Years]
Years after they parted, Lin Xianqing ran into him again at an investment meeting.
The young man was still breathtakingly handsome. When he lifted his eyes, time seemed to flow backward to a few years earlier, when she had seen his beautiful profile in the sunlight.
A long, long time later, the two were living together. In the middle of the night, the young man stood outside her bedroom holding a blanket for ages, brows slightly furrowed, without saying a word.
Lin Xianqing opened the door, saw him, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"
Wen Yu looked up, perfectly composed. "Xiaopili and Xiaokeai, the cats, got into my room."
"What are they doing in your room?"
"Having kittens."
Lin Xianqing: "?"
On a night they shared a bed, their breathing turned ragged and the heat between them swelled. Cicadas shrilled outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. There was no breeze in the summer night, and a patch of the young man's lips had been bitten raw. Lin Xianqing suddenly remembered to ask why he had left back then.
Wen Yu lowered his eyes, his long lashes falling over his deep, dark gaze. His voice was hoarse:
"I gave up the dream I'd held for more than a decade, but I could let you have sweet dreams for the rest of your life."
Lin Xianqing pressed her forehead to his. Their mingled breaths carried the heat of their feelings. "But without you, all my dreams are nightmares."
She kissed the bloodied corner of his lips and told him:
"Wen Yu, love and ideals are equally great. I want you to become a great person. Don't give anything up for me."
Love is great.
How great?
■ The male lead is a wolf in sheep's clothing, then a sheep in wolf's clothing.
■ There is plenty of angst, but the ending is happy. If you only read sweet stories, proceed with caution. (You can tell from the blurb that this isn't sweet, right?)
■ The school-years section isn't about events on campus. It mainly focuses on learning the abacus. The leads' personalities change over time.
■ All competitions mentioned in the story are fictional. If you spot any inaccuracies in the abacus sections, feel free to contact me on Weibo at @-Guiwuli and let me know.
[His Dark Moonlight] is complete, so go read it! I'll write the goldfish story next time!
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Blurb for [His Dark Moonlight]
[Save me, my dark moonlight. I am a believer who died in your love.]
Proud, aloof, cool-headed girl with a hidden dark side × lazy, detached, sickly young master
Policewoman × race car driver
[Girls help girls.]
They met again backstage at a club.
Lin Yao was barefoot, standing in puddles on the floor as she gathered up her long dress with its high slit. The warm light in the restroom fell across her luminous skin.
After washing his hands, Shen Yubai's beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly. He pinched the hem of her dress with his long, slender fingers and tugged it, teasing her in a restrained, cool, lazy drawl:
"Wow."
"Lin Yao, I thought you left me to get a better life."
Between the dim lights, she lifted her almond-shaped eyes. Those damp eyes, like the muggy days of the rainy season, seemed to blink them back to the plum-rain season seven years ago.
Rain dripped from the eaves, pattering onto the ground. The rainy season was so stifling it was hard to breathe.
They locked the door, turned toward each other, and kissed, their lips and teeth entwined, their breathing hazy, as they were completely enveloped by soft gasps and the humid air.
The boy lowered his head a little, his dark eyes drooping gently as he murmured:
"Tell me you love me."
"You can lie to me, too."
Lin Yao stared into his eyes, at his beauty mark, and replied, "I don't love you."
Rain drifted in through the window, wetting an old, yellowed photograph.
The man in the picture looked six or seven parts like him.
From then on, he hated his own face.
"They say women are always weaker in this world."
"When women being harmed becomes commonplace, the world has already begun to rot."
Then she would be strong just to prove them wrong.
Blurb for [Goldfish in the Mire]
[Rainy days, suffocation, slippery and sticky.
The past and what came before vanish in the downpour and the collapsed walls of broken steel.
I want to die lucid in your mire.]
Quirky, sunny girl × gloomy, scheming puppy
(This one starts in February. Before then, I'll update the free story [Spring Sensitivity].)
(1)
"Has nobody ever told you?"
Jiang Zhiyin: "Told me what?"
"Your boyfriend's eyes look like a snake's. He seems like he's got an ulterior motive for everything..."
"But as long as you keep your eyes on him, he's unbelievably well-behaved. It's so strange."
Afterward, Wen Qi closed his eyes every time he kissed her.
He would only smile faintly, saying in a flippant tone that he didn't want her to overthink it.
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(2)
They met at an orphanage. They were both under ten the first time they met. It was a rainy summer day, the air stifling, every breath ready to burst. Snails in the flower beds wound their way into the bushes to hide.
He leaned helplessly against the flower bed, blood running from his ear, proof that he had been bullied.
The boy's long, raven-black lashes drooped, beaded with raindrops. Jiang Zhiyin gave him her umbrella, then turned to pick a fight with the few little tyrants. She lost, so she ran crying to the director and complained that they were bullying people.
Later, she helped him back and told him the director had punished the bullies.
Wen Qi raised his eyes slightly. His grayish gaze fell on her bruised arm. He pressed his lips together, unable to speak.
Because he was deaf, and at the time he couldn't speak either.
Neither of them could have imagined that they would eventually fall in love. The place they shared was small, rain leaked from the eaves, moss climbed the corners of the walls, and the air smelled damp with rain whenever they breathed.
When Jiang Zhiyin was busy, Wen Qi would sit quietly on the edge of the bed and watch her. Then he would lower his eyes in silence, his refined brows and eyes drooping gently. After a while, he would look up again and gaze at her with his beautiful eyes.
If Jiang Zhiyin turned her head to look back at him, the boy would lower his lashes, hiding part of his pupils. Then he would part his lips slightly, revealing a small glimpse of neat, white teeth as he bit his pale, rosy lower lip.
--That was his signal that he wanted a kiss.
If she deliberately ignored his invitation, Wen Qi would awkwardly clutch the bedsheet and murmur very softly, "Come kiss me. Don't you love me?"
Let it rain, for the rest of our lives.
He wanted to lose themselves with her in the rainy season, night after night.
-Whenever it rains from now on, I won't think of my inflamed ear piercing or the damp smell of rain. I'll only think of you, and of us filling a shattered glass jar with love until it spilled over, leaving nothing held back.
Theme: Promoting the intangible cultural heritage of the abacus.
Human Puppet
After Reincarnating as a Female Ghost [A Widower Desperate to Marry]
But I'm Just a Eunuch
Evil Jade
You Hide It from Me, I Hide It from You [Hong Kong Film]
But Mom, I'm Dead
The Beginning of Summer, Drenched in Rain
Trace Organs
An Unspeakable Shame
You Can't Do Pure Romance in a TL Manga
An Office Drone Gets Trapped in a Horror Dating Sim
Before Tomorrow
The moment Wen Lian died in front of his eyes when he was kidnapped, Wen Zhi locked himself in a cage. But I still feel sad for that free and uninhibited soul. She should have used a paintbrush to paint all the romance in the world, traveling all over the world, but for a prison bird, she was willing to cut off her wings and stay in the cage with him. She wanted to make a key to open the cage, but unfortunately the prison bird didn't understand love. She didn't understand that the reason behind her staying again and again was her deep love for him. How could she stay if she didn't love him? The prison bird who does not understand love imprisons the only person in the world who loves him directly, passionately and without reservation. So, decades passed, and the paintings in the studio piled up on the floor. Love and freedom tore her apart, but she couldn't have both. Not surprisingly, the two prison birds died in the cage. This should be the outcome that was already determined.
The column has an advance collection of the first book "Goldfish in the Swamp", and the main text has completed the romance novel "His Black Moonlight"!! My mother-in-law sells melons and is proud of myself. It looks so good and I won't lose money if I invest in it! Copywriting of "Goldfish in the Swamp": Quirky Little Sun × Dark Green Tea Puppy (This book will be released in February. Before that, there is a free version of "Spring Sensitivity".) (1) "No one told you?" Jiang Zhiyin: "What?" "Your boyfriend has eyes like snakes and he looks full of scheming..." "But as long as you stare at him, he becomes extremely well-behaved. It's so strange." Later, Wen Qi closed his eyes every time he kissed her. He just smiled softly and said in a frivolous tone that he didn't want her to worry. (2) The two met in an orphanage. They were less than ten years old when they first met. It was a rainy day in summer, the air was stuffy and breathtaking, and the snails in the flower beds were meandering and hiding in the bushes. He leaned weakly next to the flower bed, and his ears were bleeding, which was proof that he had been bullied. The young man's long eyelashes were drooped and covered with rain and dew. Jiang Zhiyin gave him her umbrella, then turned around and challenged the bullies. After losing the fight, she ran to the dean in tears and scolded them for bullying. Later, she helped him back and said that those who bullied him had been taught a lesson by the dean. Wen Qi raised his eyes weakly, looking at her bruised forearm with gray eyes. He pursed his lips and was speechless. Because he was deaf, he couldn't speak at that time. Probably no one expected that the two of them would fall in love later. The house they lived in together was not big, with rain leaking from the eaves and corners, moss crawling on the walls, and the moist smell of rainwater filling their breaths. When Jiang Zhiyin was busy, Wen Qi would sit quietly by the bed, look at her, lower his eyes silently, his clear eyebrows drooping slightly, and then raise his eyes again, looking at her with beautiful eyes. If Jiang Zhiyin turned her head and looked back at him, the young man would lower his eyelashes, cover a small part of his pupils, then open his lips slightly, revealing a small section of neat white teeth, and bite his thin lower lip. - That's a sign he wants to kiss. If she deliberately ignored his temptation, Wen Qi would awkwardly grab the sheets and whisper: "Kiss me, don't you love me?" Let it rain, rain for the rest of your life. He wanted to be in complete darkness with her during the rainy season. -Every rainy day from now on, I won't think of the inflamed ear piercings or the damp rain. I can only think of you and the love we put in a broken glass jar, spilling out without leaving any room. Copywriting of "His Black Moonlight": We met again at the backstage of the club. Lin Yao acted as an undercover agent to investigate the case. She stepped on the water stains on the floor with her bare feet and carried a long skirt with a large slit. The warm light in the bathroom shone on her skin, revealing the staggered scars on her back. After Chen Yubai washed his hands, his beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly. He pinched the hem of her skirt with his slender bamboo fingers and pulled it. He teased in a restrained and indifferent tone: "Wow, surprise." "Lin Yao, I thought you gave up on me to get a better life." In the dim light, her almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, and her moist eyes were like returning to the southern sky, blinking back to the rainy season seven years ago. Rain falls on the eaves, dripping down, making the rainy season suffocating. They locked the door behind them, turned their heads sideways, their lips and teeth intertwined, and their breathing was blurred, completely suffocated by the low breathing and rain. The young man lowered his head slightly, his dark eyes drooped slightly, and murmured: "Say you love me." "It's okay to lie to me." Lin Yao stared into his eyes, stared at his mole, and replied: "I don't love you." Rain drifted in from the window and wetted an old yellowed photo. The man in the photo looks exactly like him. From then on, he hated his face. "They say women are always the weaker ones in this world." "When the murder of women becomes the norm, the world begins to fester." Then she must be strong to show them. ■All the female characters have highlights, they are all independent, sober and self-reliant. They are all my biological daughters, mothers, aunts and grandmothers. They are group portraits of women for the time being. It is not that the main heroine kills everything instantly. I love both the heroine and the supporting characters, not just the heroine.
It's a good read, but after reading Wen Zhi's story, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He couldn't express himself, so he pushed the people around him further and further away. But no one taught him how to love others and express love. He could only love and express love through his understanding of the world. In the end it backfired
Can you write a story about Wen Zhi in a parallel time and space? Woooooooooooooooo
I have been writing a long review for a long time and it has been blocked because the review cannot exceed 125 words... It has been a long time since I read a novel in one sitting. The content is really fascinating and I can't help but keep reading chapter by chapter. Wen Yu's growth process is heartbreaking, with a dim and imprisoned childhood, an overly strict father, and an indifferent mother (the prisoner bird mentioned the reason), lacking the warmth and care that a family should have. Fortunately, he met Lin Xianqing at his grandfather's house when he was 18, and he was cured, making him willing to enter the cage for her, and brave enough to break out of the cage for her, just to stay with her. He was lonely, sensitive and fragile, but after meeting Lin Xianqing, he became brave, strong and determined. With Lin Xianqing's healing, he has love, friendship, and at the end of the story, he finally feels a trace of affection from his mother. He finally sees the light of day through the clouds and ushered in a bright and free future with Lin Xianqing. I hope that Wen Yu can sleep well in the days to come and no longer have insomnia, and that he and Lin Xianqing can continue to be happy. (I haven't read such a heart-wrenching male protagonist for a long time. Are you looking forward to the author's new article?)
Roommates are friendly and cute hahahahaha
How cruel? I cried to death
Girls who have fully booked can leave a rating~ The new article "His Black Moonlight" is the first in the column. I hope I will make some progress~ This book has been signed for publication. If you are interested, you can take a look~ I am currently participating in the essay competition. After entering the second round, can you vote for me~ Thank you to every reader who is willing to take the time to read my words, and thank you for meeting me in the sea of books.
I just hope that Wen Yu has not suffered those injuries. He should be a young man who runs wantonly, has no scruples, and is free. The extra chapter gave me great satisfaction.
Can you write a story about Wen Zhi in a parallel time and space? Woooooooooooooooo