Stardust in the Moonlight: Little Wildcat, Don't Try to Run Away

Before I knew it, I had really reached my high school. I stopped at the school gate and looked around the campus. The playground was very lively. Boys were playing basketball and girls were standing on the sidelines cheering them on…

This time seemed so beautiful, I couldn't help but walk into the school and see the girls shouting "Come on" with red faces.

I smiled and sat on the bench under the tree. The love here is so pure, without any impurities. It’s great…

Alas, I used to live such a simple and pure life... but now everything is really messed up,

The illicit marriage with Mo Chen...

The unclear relationship with Li Xin...

Xia Xiluo's endless hostility towards me...

A girl was kidnapped for no apparent reason and died...

I want to escape but I can't. I'm completely restricted.

All the control is out of my hands.

Why is my life so messed up?

Oh… My head hurts when I think about this… I feel like tears are about to burst out if I think about it any further…

I lowered my head, and a shadow covered me... What a fitting cloud! Knowing that I was feeling extremely down, they still wanted to block the sun for me...

"Nangong Rongyue?"

I looked up and saw a man walking towards me! He knew me? My teacher?

I looked carefully and saw a fat man who looked familiar, but I couldn't remember the teacher's name... nor did I remember that he taught me...

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Teacher...Okay..."

"What teacher? You don't remember me? Oh, it seems that I have really changed a lot. The schoolgirl who used to hang around me every day doesn't even recognize me now!"

The man's smile was gentle and easygoing, and his fat body made him look very friendly, but this smile... I vaguely remember...

"Senior? Senior Sui Jing?"

I looked at the man in front of me in surprise. I couldn't believe that the handsome and sunny senior in my impression had turned into such a gentle, elegant and fat man!

"Well! After all these years, you haven't changed at all, Rongyue! How come you still act like a high school student!"

"No way, Senior!" I stood up a little embarrassedly. "Senior, why are you here?"

“I came back here to be an art teacher after I graduated from college,” the senior smiled.

The senior still smiles as brightly as before.

"Why are you sitting here by yourself with your head down, thinking about something? I thought it was a student who had a problem, but when I saw the bag he was carrying was not a schoolbag, I looked carefully and thought it looked like you, so I came to ask, and it turned out to be you!"

"Oh... nothing... I was not at work today and passed by here. I saw these students and came in involuntarily... Hey..."

"Now that you're here, come on, come with me to the studio and sit for a while." Senior Sui Jing walked towards the studio.

I followed my senior.

Entering the studio, the smell of gouache paint hits me.

Very familiar... and kind... the smell of colors... and the rustling sound... the sound of pencils rubbing against paper... a pleasant and nostalgic sound...

"This place belongs to us now. There's no one guarding the gate. Anyone who wants to come and paint can do so!" The senior student smiled.

I smiled and looked around. Nothing had changed... nothing had changed... it was still the most familiar place in my high school...

The familiar handsome guy David is still standing by the window, and his posture is still so muscular and seductive!

The pirate Seneca still looked at everyone with a sad face, as if he could see through the tragedy in everyone!

Marseille looked confused and probably didn't understand the upcoming war...

Voltaire looked so kind, probably thinking about how to write these people into his article...

"What...it seems like you are still that kid who likes to hang around these people's avatars!" The senior stood next to me.

"Ah? Do I have one?"

"Yes! For a while you only faced a plaster figure, and you were asked to draw every angle! We all thought you were obsessed! Haha! You are a very strange girl! Different from others!"

"Well, you guys? Senior, have you noticed me too?" I looked at the senior.

"Well...of course!" The senior smiled.

"I always thought you didn't pay attention to me! I always annoyed you by telling me this and that..."

"I'm not bothered! What are you doing now?"

I sat down with my senior.

"I am currently working as a designer at Gongyi Group..."

"That's great! Many people want to get in but can't... You're really amazing. But I always thought you would be an artist! You draw so well, and you were admitted to the oil painting department of such a famous university in the college entrance examination. Why did you choose to study design?"

I smiled awkwardly and said, "Studying design is more suitable for making a living. I am not cut out to be an artist."

What happened in college is what I least want to recall.

"That's a pity. We all thought you would become a famous painter. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Um...I guess so..."

"What's wrong... Is things not going well with your boyfriend? You don't seem very happy... Were you worried about this just now..."

"Um...no...I'm okay...how about you, senior? Do you have a girlfriend?" I looked at the senior.

“I’m almost a dad!”

"Ah? Really? Congratulations, senior! You are really fast! Who is your sister-in-law? Do I know her?"

"You don't know her, she's my college classmate... We got married right after graduation. She's six months pregnant now. She's also an art teacher, but not from our school."

"So great! Have you been together since college? I envy you guys so much!"

The senior smiled and nodded.

The smile on the senior's face now is very sweet... very happy...

"Do you still insist on painting?"

"No more." I shook my head.

"You are the only one I noticed among your class. You are very talented and persistent! Especially when it comes to plaster statues! It's still a mystery to this day. Can you tell me why you like these plasters so much?" the senior smiled.

"…Maybe…because David is handsome…"

"Hahahaha! You are really different from other girls, so weird!" The senior couldn't help laughing.

I laughed too.

We were chatting when several students came in, both boys and girls.

"Teacher!" The students greeted the seniors.

"Do you want to draw your favorite handsome guy too..." The senior turned and looked at me.

"Ok?"

The senior glanced at David.

Oh I see.

"Are you busy? If you are fine, just paint. You will become different when you pick up the paintbrush!"

"Really? Can I draw here?" I was a little interested.

"Of course! I'm in charge of this place now!" The senior smiled and pulled a drawing board in front of me.

"Draw! Focus and don't think about unhappy things! Otherwise, your handsome guy will be made ugly by your drawing!"

"How is that possible! I can draw him with my eyes closed!" I put down my bag and took the pencil from the senior.

The senior smiled and walked towards the students.

I sat alone in front of David, the sunlight made his angular face more prominent, my pen fell on the white paper, and in an instant I was immersed in the world woven by lines... Nothing could be more magical and beautiful than this...

Just like the first time I went to an art exhibition, I still can’t forget the shock I felt when I saw the sketches all over the wall. I got goose bumps all over my body…

I was amazed at how the world woven by lines could be so real, yet have a beauty beyond reality... From that time on, I decided to paint... and I continued to do so until college...

My cell phone ringing brought me back to reality.

I looked at my phone and it was my grandma's call. I picked up the phone.

Grandma asked me where I was, I said I was in high school, and she told me to go back home to eat.

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the watch and realized it was already past 7 o'clock in the evening. Time flies so fast when I start painting!

I turned around and found that the students were much better. I was very prone to immersing myself in my own world.

I found my senior, told him that I was going home, added him as a friend, and then I left.

As soon as I reached the school gate, the senior student chased me out. He handed me a painting tube and told me that the paintings were inside and I could paint again when I had time.

I was very happy to go back to my grandma's house, because if my grandma asked me to go back, and if I had a reasonable reason to tell Mo Chen, then I wouldn't have to go home.

When I got home, I smelled the delicious food as soon as I entered the house. I went straight to the dining table, which was full of delicious food! Great!

As soon as I reached out to take my favorite dish, my grandma hit me and pushed me away with force.

"Have you washed your hands? Do you have any manners? Who told you to move?" Grandma glared at me with disgust and went back to the kitchen.

Haha, didn’t you cook all this food for me? Why are you being so pretentious? Just wash your hands! And you pushed me! How can an old lady be so strong?

I looked at my grandmother in the kitchen.

I walked to the kitchen door and said, "Grandma, have you ever thought about moving to another place, like another city or something? Is there any other place you want to go?"

"I'm already so old! Why should I change places? I can't even sleep in a different bed! What are you thinking about?" Grandma was busy with the dishes in her hands and didn't even look at me.

I sighed. My attempt failed. It was really not easy to walk with grandma!

I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. My hands were covered in lead and were quite dirty. The water turned black after I washed them several times. I was just about to leave.

I was startled by Mo Chen.

Mo Chen leaned leisurely against the bathroom door, holding my painting in his hand!

What's going on? Why is he here? I understand why grandma cooked a whole table of food! For him!

"David... your drawing is pretty good... do you draw often?" Mo Chen turned and looked at me.

"How did you come?"

"Have you been painting this afternoon? Where did you paint?" Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at me.

Uh, this guy doesn't care about my problem at all.

"I'm in high school."

"High school...it seems like you had quite a lot of free time in high school...shouldn't normal high school students prepare for the college entrance exam? Do you still have the mind to draw this?"

Mo Chen looked at my painting and spoke slowly, with a sense of arrogance like a top student looking down on a poor student. I almost forgot that he was recommended to study abroad...

"Hehe, because David is so handsome! I can't control myself!" I glared at Mo Chen, walked towards him, and reached out to take back my painting.

Mo Chen raised his hand and dodged my hand.

I looked up at Mo Chen, not understanding what this guy was going to do!

"So you are such a fangirl, when are you going to draw me?" Mo Chen lowered his eyes and looked at me, with a slight smile on his lips.

In terms of looks, Mo Chen is the best looking man I have ever seen, bar none…

Maybe I just like this type, especially his eyes and lips. The more I look at them, the more I feel that they are simply works of art that are ingeniously crafted. God carved them just right, one point more or one point less, and the facial features are matched together, no matter what expression he makes, he looks good.

Maybe it’s because I often draw, so I tend to look at people’s facial features in particular detail…

"How... has it already been drawn in my mind?" Mo Chen said as he approached my face.

I pushed Mo Chen's face away and said, "My painting is not good! Find someone else to paint it! Give me my painting back..."

I stood on tiptoe to reach my painting. Mo Chen was taller than me and had long arms. If I raised my hand, I could reach my painting! But if he didn't let go, he would tear it!

“Here! … … Yeah!”

I stared at Mo Chen in front of me with wide eyes! This guy actually took advantage of me tiptoeing to get close to him, and when he lowered his head, his lips just touched mine!

My mouth felt sweet! This guy licked me.

"As a girl, can't you be more reserved?" Grandma smiled and walked into the restaurant while carrying the dishes.

I quickly pushed Mo Chen away. It was clearly Mo Chen who was playing tricks on me, why was he blaming me? I gave up!

"I told you you couldn't control yourself." Mo Chen smiled and looked at me.

"Don't be childish!" I looked at him unhappily.

Mo Chen just lowered his head and looked at me with an ambiguous smile.

"Oh, forget it. You keep the painting! I don't want it!" I walked straight to the dining table and sat down.

This guy has been acting abnormal these past two days! Maybe he went insane because of my scolding? ! ! He always makes jokes like this! So annoying!

"Eat quickly! The food is getting cold! You little girl is playing outside without calling me!" Grandma put the food in front of me.

I picked up the bowl and ate! A table full of delicious food cannot be wasted!

"Grandma, has she been like this since she was a child?" Mo Chen sat next to me. He should have put away my paintings.

"Yes, she has been like this since she was a child! Even the boys in the neighborhood can't have as much fun as she does! Climbing trees! Robbing bird nests! She dares to do anything!" Grandma actually laughed at the end of her speech.

"No wonder you run so fast, you have been practicing since childhood, right?" Mo Chen looked at me.

I stuffed my mouth with food, looked at Mo Chen and said nothing...

"Only painting can make her calm down... If I can't find her in the yard or on the tree, I'll go to the studio and look for her. She'll definitely be there!" Grandma also sat down and started eating.

"Do you like painting so much?" Mo Chen looked at me.

I looked at Mo Chen again, nodded and continued eating.

I always thought that Mo Chen would not like this kind of home-cooked food. Just look at the gorgeous breakfast made by his chef and you will know how good he eats every day! In comparison, grandma's cooking skills are too ordinary...

But... to my surprise, he finished the meal, praised grandma's cooking skills, and chatted with her patiently, which made grandma very happy.

I still admire Mo Chen for this, that is, no matter what our relationship is, he treats my grandmother as respectfully and kindly as he treats his grandfather, like an older brother next door.

My original plan to stay at my grandma's house fell through, so I sat in Mo Chen's car and went home together.

I glanced at Mo Chen. If it wasn't him, but someone else, an ordinary person like me, it would be so nice if we could have dinner at grandma's house and then go back to our own home.

Mo Chen looked at me and I dodged. It definitely couldn't be him.