The enchantress and the tyrant.
Dancers and imperial power; meticulous work and conspiracy.
Love and hate; obsession and affection.
In the end, he failed me and I owed him again.
An obsessive love entanglement, is it a bad fate? Or a gift?
Who can tell...
PS:
This is my second short story in high school, and it is also the predecessor of "The moonlight is bright and the color is bright". However, the ending was later changed significantly in "Moonlight".
The reason is that I lost half of the manuscript of "Moonlight" when I was in high school, so I became discouraged and stopped continuing. This sadness may be like Mr. Qian Zhongshu losing "Lily Heart". Although he always believed that "Lily Heart" would surpass "Besieged City" after it was written, he never started writing it. Although what I wrote is not comparable to Mr. Qian's, the feelings towards the lost manuscript are probably the same.
Then last year I accidentally found the manuscript of "Moonlight". I was so happy that I decided to finish it no matter whether it was good or bad. It has fulfilled the first imagination of vigorous, lingering and painful love in girlhood.
Purpose: I urge you to take pity on the person in front of you
