After Reuniting with My Ex, My White Moonlight

To Wen Yi, Song Yuechao three years ago was like a cool, bright moon hanging high in the sky. Fearlessly, he reached up and plucked that moon down, announcing their relationship to everyone and making Song Yuechao his first boyfriend. Only after they started dating did he discover how adorable Song Yuechao was: blushing at a single word of affection, getting jealous when Wen Yi smiled at someone else. Then one day, Song Yuechao disappeared without explanation, and Wen Yi heard nothing from him for three years. Three years later, they met again at an important conference. But Song Yuechao no longer felt the same to him. He was no longer a cool, bright moon, but a rose blooming in hell. Red wine swirled in the glass, reflecting Song Yuechao's peerless face as he held the glass and slowly descended the stairs. He lightly lifted Wen Yi's chin with his index finger. A touch of alluring perfume clung to him as he edged Wen Yi into a corner, step by step. "It's been three years, Brother Wen. Did you miss me?" Wen Yi stared at that face, both familiar and strange, and coldly spat out every word. "When I look at your face now, I just feel sick." In that instant, he ignored the menace in Song Yuechao's eyes. The wineglass crashed to the floor, and in the next moment, hot lips pressed against his, biting his lip until it bled. To Wen Yi, Song Yuechao three years later was like fiery liquor burning its way down his throat, addictive and impossible to resist, making him love and hate him in equal measure. No matter what, Wen Yi thought, he still hated him a little more. After repeated attempts to keep his distance and act coldly failed, Song Yuechao showed up in a suit at Wen Yi's birthday banquet, dressed to the nines, wearing a black, chastity-style collar around his neck. Wen Yi was furious. "What kind of person wears a collar with a suit? Take it off, or get out of my party!" Song Yuechao not only ignored him, but leaned close to his ear. He slipped something into Wen Yi's pocket, his eyes smiling as he spoke in an intimate, suggestive tone. "Happy birthday, Mr. Wen! Here's the matching chain. It's your birthday present, and I'm here to give it to you." After their reunion, his cool, bright-moon ex had turned into a seductive temptress?! The blurb may change. No morals / melodrama / rich-family romance / rekindled love Just posting a blurb for now. No set start date; I might begin after "Blind to It." Feel free to add it to your collection, my dears~ Thanks for reading. Feel free to stay or go. Theme: After all the twists and turns, I hope we're still us.