On my graduation trip, I met Xiao Luyan by the Nile River Bank.
She was like a silent temple—aloof, mysterious, at odds with her surroundings, yet damnably captivating, drawing all my attention.
I thought she was an unreachable moon, a fruitless crush from abroad.
Until that glitzy banquet after returning home, when I discovered—
She was the white moonlight my scumbag brother had desperately pursued but could never win.
I summoned every ounce of courage in that moment and handed her a two-year marriage contract. “Miss Xiao, what do you think of me?”
I believed it would be a long journey of melting an iceberg with true sincerity, unaware that her world followed an entirely different set of rules.
But I didn’t care.
I just wanted to pull that night’s moon back into my world.
Xiao Luyan had imagined countless faces for her potential collaborators, every one calm, distant, and indistinct.
She never expected someone to come bearing a scorching heart of true affection, voluntarily crashing into the path she had preset.
That person was the only unforeseen variable and warmth in her cold plan.
Her escape route to “freedom” led to one final destination: Lu Yuezhi.
