I Want the Moonlight to Shine on Me Alone

Lu Jinyao was temporarily blind for a while, and her family entrusted her to Shen Jiang's care. Their families had been close for generations. By seniority, Lu Jinyao should have called her “Auntie,” but in fact, Shen Jiang was only six years older than her. During that time, the sound of the keypad at the entrance and waiting for Shen Jiang to come home were the only bright spots in the girl's dark world. Perhaps because of their families' close ties, Shen Jiang took meticulous care of Lu Jinyao, from meals and daily routines to helping her through her emotions. Once, Lu Jinyao nearly fell in the bathroom. Shen Jiang anxiously pushed the door open and refused to let her finish bathing by herself. “We're both women. There's nothing to be embarrassed about,” Shen Jiang said, her voice perfectly calm. In the mirror across from her, a face glowed red. Later, Lu Jinyao stripped off her clothes and cornered Shen Jiang against the wall. She repeated the woman's earlier words, not missing a single one, a storm of desire hidden in her eyes. “Didn't you say we're both women?” Then why won't you look up at me? * Which hurts more: opening your front door and never being able to call out “Mom” again, or being betrayed by the lover who once swore eternal devotion? Lu Jinyao couldn't choose, because both happened when she was twenty. In her lightless twentieth year, Shen Jiang was the only ray of light to shine on her. She was going to have that light. Blurb 2. Unwilling to let love slip through her fingers like sand, Lu Jinyao was determined to hold on. The more Shen Jiang tried to hide from her, the more Lu Jinyao insisted on entangling herself with her. After one night together, Shen Jiang put on her own wrinkled shirt and fell silent for a long while before sighing gently. “Lu Jinyao, are you still not tired of playing with me?” The woman behind her wrapped around her like a vine and whispered in her ear, stubbornly, “I'm not tired...” “And you aren't allowed to get tired either.” Reader's Guide: 1. A happy-ending melodrama told in reverse chronology, with intimacy before love and mutual feelings, no groveling arc. 2. A willful heiress who grew up with a silver spoon and was thoroughly sheltered, and an outwardly radiant but inwardly broken lawyer who has kept her sexuality hidden. 3. A simple story of two people healing each other. The early part focuses on the female lead's period of blindness. The characters seek treatment for their illnesses. Both female leads have ex-girlfriends and character arcs. They are six years apart in age. 4. Updates daily at 8:30 p.m. 5. Eighty percent of the full novel is protected from spoilers. You can add my next upcoming novel, Spring's Colors Cannot Be Kept In, to your collection: Her friend has long been intent on pursuing his dream girl, Wen Xu. To make things even more awkward, he also asks Zhuang Chunyu to help him put on an act and win her over. - How do I tell him I tried to pursue her too? - And failed. * The first rain of early summer in the little courtyard disturbed her sleep, falling on and off all night. When Zhuang Chunyu opened her door in the morning, she saw the new guest who had arrived the previous evening, sitting on the shared balcony on the second floor. She looked exactly like Wen Xu. Zhuang Chunyu slammed the door shut. The loud bang could not drown out her suddenly racing heartbeat. “Why don't you come sit with me?” Wen Xu turned to look at her. She looked just as she had when they first met at fifteen, smiling, her eyes bright and full of life. Zhuang Chunyu's feet moved before she could stop them, though she gave a scornful snort. “Oh, someone's gotten much better at fake smiling over the years~~” Later, Wen Xu stopped appearing on the little balcony. Wearing a thin shirt, she leaned against the doorframe and invited her in: “Won't you come in?” Zhuang Chunyu entered her room. In the endless summer night, a delicate flower began to grow wild. The spring colors in the garden could not be kept in. They did everything they should, and everything they shouldn't. Only afterward did Zhuang Chunyu realize something was wrong. How could she be so easy? * The first flutter of young love is often blind and foolish, and leads nowhere. Zhuang Chunyu swore she would never fall for the same person twice. Then she fell for her twice. Theme: Having seen the fork in the road, I still cannot bring myself to turn away.