A Net Beneath the Moonlight

Lin Nianchu's world was small—so small that, from the age of six, it could only hold one person: Shen Xuyan. For twenty years, she had woven a gentle web with her sweet smiles and meticulous care, but it was only that night that Xuyan truly saw the hidden thorns within. In her eyes, he caught a suffocating intensity—not the dependence of a sister on her brother, but the certainty of a hunter locking onto prey. He wanted to retreat, only to find the web had already tightened around him.