Lace Glory Universe King GL - Chapter 29
The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, Haiyue went to wait for her girlfriend at the gate of Yuemang High School. The roadside was crowded with private cars, and with students pouring out in streams, half the street was packed so tightly it was almost impassable.
Haiyue sent a message to Chang’e, telling her she’d wait at their usual spot, and then went across the street to the second floor of a shop. There, a café with a glass wall directly overlooked Yuemang High School.
Although it was already October, the heat of summer still lingered. Haiyue, with her waist-length hair, wore a light blue chiffon dress with the hem just above her knees. The café’s cool air conditioning made her feel instantly refreshed. She, too, had graduated from Yuemang High School, just a year above her girlfriend, and was now studying at a university in the same city. Their time together was limited—tonight they would meet up, but during the holiday, Chang’e still had to focus on make-up classes and revision. At best, she could only spare a meal or two.
Leaning by the table, Haiyue’s coffee hadn’t arrived yet when she caught sight of a familiar figure outside.
Chang’e was carrying a bag of something and walked out with a female classmate, arms linked. The two were laughing and chatting, the classmate even feeding her a piece of pastry. They stopped in place, still talking happily. Chang’e seemed so cheerful she didn’t even check her phone, much less notice Haiyue’s message.
This was the person Chang’e had been mentioning so often lately… the transfer student, Luna?
Haiyue had already been wary of this Luna, and now, seeing it with her own eyes, it stung all the more.
After five minutes, Haiyue couldn’t hold it in any longer and called her. On the other end, Chang’e reluctantly pulled herself out of the warm bubble of conversation.
Ten minutes later, the two reunited and strolled through a ground-floor shop. Whatever cold resentment Haiyue carried was quickly soothed away by Chang’e’s presence.
They’d been together for over a year, and the trust between them was solid. Besides, Chang’e had always been adept at coaxing.
“What kind of good student just suddenly transfers in the last year of high school? You’d better watch out for this deskmate of yours!” Haiyue muttered jealously.
“Yes, yes, senior sister is absolutely right! I won’t let her fool me!” Chang’e obediently clung to Haiyue, who was half a head taller, behaving as sweet as could be.
“And this bag of mooncakes she gave you—”
“I’m planning to share them with classmates in my cram school. I’d never let her misunderstand~”
Haiyue’s lips curved. Her bright smile lit up her whole face with dazzling radiance.
Indeed, coaxing her older girlfriend was something Chang’e was very good at.
But the truth was, she really did like and rely on Haiyue very much. For young lovers, the honeymoon phase always seemed to stretch endlessly long.
Still, Luna—the one who always made Haiyue jealous—was undeniably strange.
This girl, with her slightly mixed-blood features, seemed unusually fond of Chang’e. In just three weeks of sitting together, they were already inseparable at school—entering and leaving class together, constantly exchanging food, even buying matching plush keychains. While she never did anything that made Chang’e feel uncomfortable, the speed of their growing intimacy was alarming.
“This bunny-ear headband would suit you.” Only after Haiyue’s mood had lifted did she begin shopping seriously, taking one from a display and handing it to Chang’e.
“Ah, so cute.” Chang’e tried it on.
She tilted her head to look at the angled mirror above, which reflected her happy face beside her girlfriend’s.
But after the holiday, nothing improved. From Chang’e, Haiyue learned that Luna was oddly curious about the details of their relationship, constantly probing in one way or another.
“So what exactly is she after?”
“I really can’t tell. Sometimes I feel like she’s even more interested in you, but then other times, not so much.”
“Do you know what school she came from before transferring? Why did she switch?”
“She said she was from a school in W City, and her family moved here because of work.”
“W City… I’ll look into it.”
“Can’t talk now, class is starting.”
“Alright, focus on class ❤️”
By now, their dates had developed a regular routine: shopping, eating—and then dissecting every single thing Luna did.
Luna’s oddities weren’t just her striking blue eyes. For one, no one had ever seen her family, and apparently her parents never showed up at parent-teacher meetings. Her grades were middling, but in sports—she was a powerhouse, the kind of athlete who could compete professionally.
Each time, Haiyue would end their discussions by urging Chang’e to keep her attention on studying.
“If Luna ever distracts you, I’ll go settle it with her.”
“Don’t worry,” Chang’e smiled, “I remember our promise.”
They had vowed to get into the same university—a promise made the day they first met.
By winter break, Haiyue was swamped with term papers, so she stayed on campus over the weekend instead of going home. One night, after leaving the library past ten o’clock, she returned to her dorm. The campus was deserted, silvered in moonlight, with hardly a soul in sight.
Just as she was about to go inside, a voice called out from under the trees.
“Haiyue.”
She turned. From the shadows stepped the girl with mixed-blood features, her blue eyes glowing like stars in the night. Dressed in a pleated skirt and tall boots, her long legs and sharp brows gave her an aura that seemed far older than Chang’e’s classmates.
Haiyue frowned, suspicious of how she had tracked her here.
“I mean no harm. I just want to talk to you. Look at me—don’t you really remember me?” Luna’s face was clearer up close than ever before, her features so flawless it was startling. But Haiyue was absolutely certain she had never seen her before.
“Sorry.” Haiyue shook her head.
“Alright, even if you don’t remember.” Luna pressed on. “Haven’t you noticed? Every time the moon is full, you feel brimming with energy—everything you do comes so easily?”
Haiyue stiffened.
She had, in fact, noticed. Each month, there were days when her memory, stamina, and clarity of thought peaked. But she had never connected it to the moon. During high school, while spending so much time with Chang’e, those bursts of strength had allowed her to cram furiously and still succeed—enough to land her current university.
Seeing her expression, Luna continued: “That’s because you’re the same as me. You and Chang’e both were once mages who drew power from the moonlight. I know it sounds absurd.”
Haiyue’s brows furrowed. More than absurd.
But she didn’t interrupt.
Luna went on to tell her about another world, a vast canyon where they had once fought side by side. Luna battled hordes of monsters, while Haiyue faced other powerful mages. Together they had developed an uncanny rhythm, their victories piling up until they became inseparable—comrades, partners, and eventually lovers.
According to Luna, Haiyue had once borne a glowing moon-ring on her back, her strongest power the creation of illusions.
Haiyue wondered, was this some strange new method of pursuing someone?
“I thought we could walk through life together forever,” Luna whispered. “But then disaster struck the canyon, and all of us heroes were thrown out into another world…”
“Got it. A dimensional wall shattered. But why do you still have your memories of that world while I don’t?” Haiyue asked, half-amused. If—by some chance—she wasn’t lying, then at least her following Haiyue to campus could be excused.
“Only a few retain their past memories. I don’t know why. I’ve found a handful of others, with their help I managed to get close to you.” She named names—Lacio, Doria—but Haiyue’s face remained blank.
“Even so, why sneak into Yuemang High and get close to her?” Haiyue’s tone sharpened.
Luna lowered her eyes with a sigh.
“When I saw how hard you were studying, I realized you hadn’t regained your memories. I thought… maybe I could start over, pursue you again in this world. Maybe we share some deeper bond. But then I found out you already had a girlfriend. I couldn’t believe a high school girl could matter so much to you, so I planned to get her out of the way. But her devotion… it was more unshakable than I imagined. Truly fitting for the Princess of the Cold Moon.”
Her bitter smile dimmed like waning moonlight.
Haiyue had no words.
“Sorry.” Suddenly, Luna stepped forward, pressing her lips against Haiyue’s. Her hands gripped Haiyue’s arms, cold and burning at once.
Haiyue froze. Heat and breath sealed her senses, as if the world had vanished.
She was right—Luna did have a warrior’s touch.
At last Luna pulled back, those luminous eyes locked tightly on hers.
Haiyue understood. She was demanding an answer.
“I can’t…” Haiyue faltered, unwilling to wound her outright.
Tears brimmed in Luna’s eyes, glistening. Moonlight, once gentle, could cut like blades.