The song and dance drifted melodiously across the empty, moonlit soccer field.
Even among the countless dances Li Yuan had seen on TikTok, very few could compare to what Zhong Tingyue was performing now.
Zhong Tingyue was about 1.7 meters tall, the very picture of beauty with fair skin and long legs. Her upbringing gave her an elegant and noble temperament that made ordinary people shrink back, instinctively feeling they were unworthy.
Zhong Tingyue’s singing voice wasn’t as magnetic or distinctive as Jiang Zhiyu’s, but it possessed the ethereal quality of a first love.
It was reminiscent of the dance and song from the actress in the TV show "Just One Smile is Very Alluring," but Zhong Tingyue’s aura and figure were undoubtedly far more refined.
This is what a true lady of a great house should be. An elfin spirit under the moon, a cold and remote goddess. Her dance and song are so beautiful...
Li Yuan was transfixed, completely absorbed in watching Zhong Tingyue’s "Waltz of Love," forgetting to record the beautiful moment on his phone.
Her solo dance under the moon stunned not only Li Yuan but also drew the eyes of other students on the soccer field.
"Damn, I think I see someone in white dancing under the moonlight. That dance is so graceful, a bit like Nie Xiaoqian from ’The Enchanting Shadow’."
"Where? Let me see."
"Right where I’m pointing, next to the north soccer goal. There’s a girl dancing. Zhu, want to go check it out?"
"Let’s go. Let’s see who she is. Maybe it’s a ghost, and we’ll have a romantic encounter."
"Tsk, tsk. So that’s your type, Zhu? You want to be Ning Caichen and have a love affair with a ghost?"
"Piss off. Still, I do have one regret. When the first-year students registered this year, I saw an exceptionally beautiful first-year girl, as gorgeous as Liu Yifei herself. Unfortunately, some guy ruined my chance."
"As beautiful as Liu Yifei? Seriously? You’re not pulling my leg, are you? Do we really have a girl that gorgeous at our university?"
"Why would I lie? The problem is, I can’t find any info on her. Help me keep an eye out next week during the Student Union and Youth League recruitment."
"Got it, Zhu. Let’s hurry, or we’ll miss the show."
...
Li Yuan was still engrossed in Zhong Tingyue’s solo dance under the moon when he felt a sudden surge in his heart, as if something was about to burst forth...
He had seen similar beautiful solo dances under the moon on TikTok in his past life, but experiencing it in person was something else entirely. The feeling of his heart pounding was so much more intense.
His heart began to race, and a bold thought surfaced in his mind.
He realized he was starting to fall for this cold, aloof goddess.
Unlike Xia Zhijin’s tranquil elegance, Zhong Tingyue possessed a cold, self-contained pride, yet at times, she could also show a pitiable, clinging vulnerability. The same person could provide so many different, almost imperial, experiences.
Damn it, do I really have the makings of a scumbag? Eating from my own bowl while eyeing what’s in the pot.
Li Yuan cursed himself inwardly, but he had to admit he was genuinely moved at this moment.
Before, when he first met Zhong Tingyue, he had only admired her from afar because of her stunning beauty and her friendship with Bai Weixi, without any particular feelings. But tonight, during this "Waltz of Love," he was becoming utterly infatuated. He found himself sinking into her alluring image, like a fairy dancing on the moon, unable to pull himself away...
No wonder they say it’s a man’s nature. There’s some truth to it. Since ancient times, heroes have always had a weakness for beauty. It was a trial that even Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, and Dorgon, the regent of the Tartar Qing, couldn’t overcome. So, it’s justifiable for me to be so mesmerized... Li Yuan kept searching for excuses in his mind.
He continued to watch Zhong Tingyue’s moonlit solo dance, his mind racing with all sorts of fantasies...
Suddenly, the singing and dancing stopped abruptly.
Before Li Yuan could react, Zhong Tingyue quickly approached him, stood on her tiptoes, and gently kissed his forehead like a dragonfly skimming the water’s surface, then immediately pulled back...
"Li Yuan, I’ve fulfilled your request." Zhong Tingyue smiled brightly, her cheeks still flushed. She looked exceptionally beautiful under the moonlight.
Li Yuan’s head cleared in an instant. He touched his forehead where she had kissed him. It all felt a bit unreal.
He had just been thinking about "wanting it all," and Zhong Tingyue had gone and made his wish come true. What an absolute dream.
Li Yuan looked at the charming and playful Zhong Tingyue, and still wanting more, he said, "Little Moon, could you... do that again? You were too fast just now, I barely felt a thing."
Zhong Tingyue scoffed. "You perv! In your dreams. I’ve already fulfilled my promise. I’m going back to my dorm, hee-hee!"
"Huh? We’re going back already?" Li Yuan was stunned and asked blankly, "Didn’t you say you had something you wanted to tell me in private?"
Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him and chuckled softly, her own eyes curving into crescents, revealing a young girl’s playful charm.
"I just wanted to walk with you alone and hear you sing ’Nanshan South’ again. What did you think I meant?"
"You didn’t think I suddenly developed a crush on you, did you? Hee-hee, you big dummy."
Li Yuan was stunned again. This side of Zhong Tingyue felt familiar, like something from his past life.
This outward appearance—seemingly friendly and approachable to anyone—concealed her true essence: a cold goddess, isolated from all emotion. This was exactly how she was acting right now.