[My upcoming novels, Mooncatcher and Love Letter to Silence, are now open for collection. Their blurbs are at the bottom. Everyone is welcome to add them to your collection -3-]
A few years after leaving Jinghua High School, Yu Sheng saw another update from Jiang Yinghuai on social media.
In the photo, the man leaned against a floor-to-ceiling window in a mansion. He was still the same, elegant and aloof, arrogant and carefree.
More eye-catching than his devastatingly handsome face was the price of properties in the same neighborhood shown in the related posts: 380,000 yuan per square meter.
It was hard to imagine housing prices could be that high.
Even harder to imagine was that, in the one-in-a-million chance of breaking through class barriers, she and Jiang Yinghuai had once truly loved each other.
The last story had ended on a damp, muddy night in the rain. Yu Sheng crouched beside the darkened road, sobbing uncontrollably. The boy held an umbrella and, with a damp fingertip, almost forcefully lifted her chin as he looked down at her.
"I'm the one who got dumped. Why are you crying?"
Sadly, that night the Milky Way seemed to burst its banks. Rain poured down, thunder rolled, and Yu Sheng could not hear his choked voice.
"If you keep crying, I won't be able to leave."
★Reading Guide
/The male lead is younger, with a three-year age gap. The leads are both over eighteen, with no high school romance. They reunite after a long separation.
/Happy ending, both leads are sexually inexperienced, one-on-one romance
/Half school life, half modern urban life, with a focus on the ensemble cast. Very unrealistic! Lots of original worldbuilding. Please don't judge it by projecting yourself into the story. There are thousands of great books on Jinjiang. If it doesn't work for you, we can just move on qaq
/First version of the blurb written on 20221129, screenshotted
[Upcoming novel, Mooncatcher: Male celebrity x female patron]
Backstage at the drama club when they were eighteen, Tang Wanqing stood on tiptoe and pinned a ginkgo brooch to the collar of the young man's costume.
"Senior Lu Yaoyu, once I become Boss Tang, I'll keep you as my sugar baby."
The young man pulled off the brooch and tossed it into the snow. The stark light cast shadows beneath his brow.
"Miss Tang, learn to distinguish between the play and real life."
They met again at a party when they were twenty-three. The heiress to a media empire, in red-soled heels ten centimeters high, pinned a newcomer actor behind a gilded pillar. Her diamond earring scraped his Adam's apple.
"Now it's your turn to be unable to tell the difference."
Everyone said the newly crowned movie star was as cold as a jade carving, but the young lady of the Tang family was determined to melt him with her power.
She deliberately smudged lipstick on his script when she visited the set, and at the celebratory banquet, she publicly offered him an exorbitantly expensive contract as a marriage proposal. She even pinned the ginkgo brooch from years ago to his collar.
"Teacher Lu, can you accept my sincere feelings now?"
Later, surveillance footage from backstage at an awards ceremony caught the top-tier star gripping his patron's wrist and kissing her fiercely.
Pinned against the dressing-room mirror, Tang Wanqing laughed softly. "Teacher Lu, have you finally forgotten the difference between the play and real life?"
The man bit her earlobe and rasped, "Boss Tang, why don't you guess who fell in love first?"
[Upcoming novel 2, March Fatalism: Foster care trope]
The moment the crystal ball rolled across the teak floor, Wen Yishan heard the commotion downstairs suddenly stop.
Zhou Minyu's thumb was still rubbing her feverish lip, but behind them came the faint sound of crystal shattering.
When they turned around, the crystal ball in Zhou Tinghe's palm refracted a fragmented light, like the Mid-Autumn moon crushed across the floor.
"Brother, are you going to tell on me?" Zhou Minyu asked with a smile, shielding Wen Yishan in the shadows.
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Later, Wen Yishan huddled in a corner of the music room, her trembling shoulders wrapped in a velvet curtain by Zhou Tinghe.
"Why are you hiding from me?"
He suddenly rested his forehead against her knees, the cool scent of sandalwood curling around her ankles.
"Ten years ago, when you clutched my sleeve and called me big brother, why weren't you afraid?"
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The Zhou family's banquets always featured two sets of celadon tea things, but Wen Yishan's set was made separately in white porcelain.
She was like a crystal paperweight, polished over and over, reflecting the sparks flying as the brothers turned against each other. Yet she could never understand which of those burning gazes would be the first to scorch through the mask of propriety.
Theme: Good deeds are rewarded, and evil deeds are punished.
Update!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's been so long and you haven't finished writing a single page [angry][angry][angry][angry][angry][angry][angry]
Is it so difficult to update a chapter?
Can the Happy Children's Day be updated today 🧋 🧋 🧋
No more, no more, no more, no more
I was originally the daughter of a listed group, but I was framed by someone at a party. I was reborn on this day. This time I want to make the murderer miserable (here is the temptation to go home bgm). Click on the author's column to collect "Moon Catcher" and "March Fatalism" to help me take back everything that belongs to me!!! (Firm eyes) [Advance collection of "Moon Catcher" ① Male Star x Female Financier] "Come with me, I can make you a big star." Hooking Lu Yaoyu's neck, she stepped closer and finally kissed the face that she had been dreaming about. It was almost the same as in her memory, with the same deep eyebrows and high nose, exquisite and unlike ordinary people. After the kiss, the girl seemed a little distressed, her pretty face wrinkled tightly: "Otherwise, I can only ban you." At the age of sixteen, Tang Wanqing had a crush on Lu Yaoyu. He pursued her for three years to no avail, so he chose to wish him happiness with tears. At the age of twenty-three, Tang Wanqing, the eldest lady of a media group worth hundreds of millions, and Lu Yaoyu, a poor trainee, reunited after a long absence. This time, Tang Wanqing gave him two choices - Being kept, being forced to be kept. [Advance collection of ② "March Fatalism" foster care story] During the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner, relatives and friends were sitting around the fire downstairs. Wen Yishan was grabbed by the back of the neck by her nominal brother Zhou Yanqing, and was kissed until she couldn't stand at the corner of the stairs. The crystal ball she promised to give to her niece accidentally fell out of her hands and hit the ground with a dull sound. It wasn't until a hand with clear joints picked it up that she realized that her other brother in name was standing a few meters away. Later, Wen Yishan asked Zhou Tinghe when he was there. The man sneered and loosened his collar, lowered his head and bit her lip. "Before he kisses you."
Update frequency is slow hahaha
I'm too tired and don't want to wait any longer
God knows how much I wanted to read this book all at once, but after a season, I couldn't move at all.
I'm here 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 You are finally back 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 I will always be there [touch head] [touch head] [touch head]