When he was seventeen years old, Lu Wang was a wild dog picked up from the mountains by Wen Yanchu's mother.
He moved into his house, slept next door to Wen Yanchu, ate Wen Yanchu's leftover food, and even copied his homework from Wen Yanchu.
On the summer night after the college entrance examination, Wen Yanchu kissed him on the roof of his hometown - the next second, Wen Yanchu's mother rushed up and slapped Lu Wang on the face, and they were separated from each other for seven years.
When they met again, Lu Wang became the top singer-songwriter Lu Xingcheng.
And Wen Yanchu is just the most inconspicuous of the many backup dancers on his stage.
The spotlight shone on him, Lu Xingcheng held the microphone, his voice was so hoarse that everyone was asking what was wrong.
Only Wen Yanchu knew that he was singing the unfinished song.
It turns out that the farthest distance is not that we are far apart, but that you are in the middle of thousands of people, and I am in the vast sea of people. It takes courage to even look up at you.
——Lu Xingcheng × Wen Yanchu, seven years later, I never thought I would meet you like this.
In the middle of the rehearsal, Lu Xingcheng suddenly stopped.
The microphone was turned off and the audience was silent. He walked up to No. 37, Leaned over, and said in a voice that only two people could hear:
"Wen Yanchu, it was you who kissed me first back then, and now you're pretending that you're not familiar with me?"
Wen Yanchu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably.
"Teacher Lu, you have recognized the wrong person."
Lu Xingcheng smiled, and in front of more than a hundred staff members, he took him out from the end of the team and pushed him into the lounge.
"Okay, then I'll let you get to know me again."
The thing Lu Wang regrets most in his life is not being able to receive Wen Yanchu's kiss when he was eighteen years old.
The most fortunate thing in Lu Xingcheng's life was that he found him again in the crowd at the age of twenty-five.
This time, I don't want the spotlight, the microphone, or the cheers of thousands of people.
I just want you.
——"Weeds Kiss the Moonlight", the full text is being updated, 20260902.
[Reading Guide]:
1, 1V1, double C, HE
2. Idle article Idle article! The protagonist has no prototype! Don't bring in the third dimension! Grateful!
3. There are references for individual settings, and references will be commented.
4. The writing is not good. Please enjoy reading the text and pictures. Respect each other and don't criticize if you don't like it. Thank you again!
Concept: There is no right or wrong in love, Love is love.
