I Picked Up My Down-and-Out Moonlight

Years later, Yao Chenyue saw her high school crush again.

The boy who had once filled most of her sketchbook, dressed in nothing more than a simple, crisp T-shirt and trousers, was now at a noisy street barbecue stall, expertly flipping skewers through the haze of charcoal smoke and cooking oil.

So her crush smelled like barbecue, Yao Chenyue thought.

[I'm not good at writing romance and wanted to try a sweet little story, but it turned into a bland little rice cake. Still, I hope you enjoy reading it o3o]

Theme: Surprises are everywhere.