The White Moonlight Turns Out to Be Me

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Also known as A Little Thing Called a Secret Crush

Shy puppy X flirtatious fox

Pure-hearted, warm on the outside and cool within X gentle, possessive

Completed work: Becoming the Young Lady’s Maid

Some memories are kept alive by scent and warmth.

Like the faint fragrance of gardenias in Jian Qianxue’s hair, mingling with the breeze stirred by an old electric fan on an early-summer afternoon. Like the fleeting warmth of her arm when she leaned closer without thinking while explaining a problem.

Chen Wanqing carefully treasured those moments. They became secret keepsakes that lasted throughout her youth.

She had thought they would all be sealed away in a box marked “the past.”

Until this ordinary day, four years later.

The person who so often appeared in her dreams for no reason was now standing beneath the lights, looking up at her.

Time seemed to snap to a halt, then rush backward.

“...Chen Wanqing?”

Jian Qianxue spoke first, her voice carrying a trace of tentative recognition. Her gaze brushed Chen Wanqing’s face, as though touching an old, familiar wound.

She had thought she’d long since buried that humiliating flutter of her heart and the sharp self-loathing that came with it. Then, one night, she learned from Fang Yutong that Chen Wanqing was dating someone. In an instant, all the unspoken understanding and ambiguity she’d imagined between them became a ridiculous one-woman act.

Her pride shattered completely. She couldn’t bring herself to ask or seek confirmation. The only way to preserve what little dignity she had left was to retreat decisively.

“Long time no see.” Chen Wanqing heard her own reply, dry and hoarse.

So her longing had never faded.

It had only lain dormant in every unguarded moment, waiting to swallow her whole when they met again.

She remembered the last month before graduation, the glances they deliberately avoided, the conversations that stopped just short of saying what they meant.

Jian Qianxue was like the receding tide, withdrawing from Chen Wanqing’s world little by little, silently and without a trace, yet leaving behind an entire desolate beach.

“So back then...” The question she had suppressed for four years finally broke free. Chen Wanqing tried to ask it jokingly. “Why did you suddenly become so cold toward me?”

She gathered her courage and looked at Jian Qianxue, only to meet a pair of glistening eyes.

Jian Qianxue gave a faint smile, but it never reached her eyes. They were like a window veiled in mist.

“I kept waiting,” she said softly, each word clear. “Waiting for a message you’d never send first. Waiting for an explanation that could mend my pride.”

Her gaze held Chen Wanqing’s, sharp with a mixture of hurt and confusion. “I thought you would be the one to break the ‘understanding’ I imagined we shared. But instead, someone else told me that it had all been wishful thinking on my part.”

She paused. Her gaze was a fine needle, lightly piercing Chen Wanqing’s confusion.

“Chen Wanqing, weren’t you the one who let go first?”

Chen Wanqing stood frozen. She had never let go of anyone. She was the one who had been abandoned...

“Hey, have you heard that rumor from high school?”

“What rumor?”

“The one that says... Chen Wanqing likes you.”

At that, Jian Qianxue merely curled her lips in a mocking smile, thinking that she wished Chen Wanqing really did like her.

Only when every misunderstanding was finally cleared up, when they reclaimed the courage they had let slip away, when the one who ran away learned to face things and the proud one learned to be honest, did they finally see the truth. Each had been living in a story of abandonment, guarding the same unclaimed youth, yet they had spent years walking two long, silent, one-way roads with their backs to each other.

Bonus scene:

“Qingqing...”

A whisper sounded by Chen Wanqing’s ear, warm breath brushing her earlobe. Thinking Jian Qianxue had said “kiss me,” she leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

Jian Qianxue had wrapped her arms around Chen Wanqing’s neck from behind. Caught off guard by the kiss, she froze for a moment, then realized what had happened and laughed. “I was calling your name. How could you mishear that?”

She raised an eyebrow and deliberately whispered in Chen Wanqing’s ear, “You little pervert.”

Chen Wanqing blushed at the words.

Coming next: Accidentally Winning Over My White Moonlight. Fake rivals become a real couple. Please add it to your favorites!

Xu Zelan would never admit she had fallen for Duan Zhiyuan.

She just found her annoying, yet couldn’t help looking for her with her eyes. But why did Duan Zhiyuan always treat Mu Weiyue so differently?

That secret resentment took root inside her, dark and twisting. Then, during one demon hunt, Duan Zhiyuan nearly gave her life to save Mu Weiyue.

Xu Zelan dragged her into a cramped, shadowy corner, trembling with rage as she berated her in a low voice. “You’re so selfless, ready to throw your life away...”

With the demon searching outside, Duan Zhiyuan held Xu Zelan firmly in the dark. But Xu Zelan couldn’t smother the fury in her heart, and one harsh remark after another spilled from her lips.

Suddenly, something warm and impossibly soft pressed against her lips.

Xu Zelan froze. By the time she came to her senses, her tongue was already licking the other woman’s lips, beyond her control.

Desire shattered her reason completely.

The moment Duan Zhiyuan loosened her hold, Xu Zelan seized her by the waist with one hand, held the back of her head with the other, and kissed her hard and deep.

Her dark possessiveness burst its banks, and even her breathing carried a sickening greed.

Theme: Be brave.