As the Moonlight Returns

* New love interest, melodrama, powerful man takes the lead

Everyone in their circle knew that Bi Xiao had a first love he still cherished, Li Wanjun.

They'd grown up together, practically sharing the same pair of pants, and naturally got together as adults. Their families turned a blind eye.

Later, Li Wanjun fell in love with motorcycle racing and impulsively went to Germany to study. They had a huge, ugly fight and broke up.

For four whole years, Bi Xiao became a dead account and a name buried in Li Wanjun's social media contacts. Bi Xiao hadn't even liked a single one of his posts.

*

On a snowy winter day in the fourth year, Li Wanjun returned to Baicheng.

He wanted to get back together with Bi Xiao.

There was no other reason. He'd crashed during a race, and both his motorcycle and he had gone up in flames. His million-yuan racing suit had saved his life, but when he was on the brink of death, the only thing he could think of was Bi Xiao's tired, hoarse voice as he left Baicheng four years earlier: "Li Wanjun, if you leave, don't ever come back."

As if. The airport didn't belong to him.

Li Wanjun was back, and his welcome-home party was a lively affair. All his childhood friends from the same neighborhood showed up, and so did Bi Xiao.

But this time, someone else was at Bi Xiao's side: the son of Li Wanjun's stepfather.

The childhood friend who knew why Li Wanjun had come back tried to comfort him. It was nothing, he said. Bi Xiao was just lonely, and Li Wanjun would only lower himself by comparing himself to that guy. It wasn't worth mentioning.

His friend sounded thoroughly dismissive, but Li Wanjun knew that wasn't the case...

After the gathering ended that night, Li Wanjun was the last to leave. By chance, he ran into Bi Xiao and his young lover outside the venue.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, with a lean, handsome face. He asked calmly, "Mr. Bi, shouldn't we end things?"

Bi Xiao had a cigarette between his lips, his hands in his pockets. His voice was so even it held no hint of emotion. With a quiet laugh, he asked, "Who said that?"

*

Blocked at the entrance and standing in the wind, Li Wanjun pondered life. He thought: What first love? I'm a joke. I came here to humiliate myself. I deserve this.

He hid behind a pillar and tried to light a cigarette. The cold wind made his back ache, so badly that his hands trembled.

Footsteps sounded in front of him. The faint smell of alcohol and the shadow of the person before him fell over him together, and a lighter's flame flared before his eyes.

The man standing before Li Wanjun wore a sharp suit. His features resembled Bi Xiao's, but were more mature and keen.

Zhao Yusheng was the king of Baicheng. Before this, Li Wanjun had never imagined he would have anything to do with him.

1. One-on-one, new love interest

CP: Zhao Yusheng X Li Wanjun. If you ship the wrong pairing, you'll get thirty strokes.

2. Melodrama, with a long stretch featuring a scummy top who fails to win his lover back. The bottom is no pushover.

3. Every top, scummy or not, belongs to Li Wanjun. Anyone who can't have him can grow old alone.

4. This story is for die-hard melodrama fans. Extreme character loyalists, please stay away. The author won't argue, but will delete comments.

Theme: Liars swallow a thousand needles