I Let Time Slip Away, But Never You

Wang Zijie: “Chen Jing, I'm getting married!” Chen Jing lowered her head, a fleeting bitterness in her eyes. “Mm. I wish you all the best!” They had met in high school. When she was sixteen, she smiled at him among the flowers, the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. At twenty, on a green-painted train, she rested her head on his shoulder, tears still wet at the corners of her eyes, while he watched her run into another man's arms. At twenty-five, in a city ablaze with neon lights, she raised her glass and smiled as she told him they would be friends for life. At twenty-eight, she lived next door to him, while he quietly held on to their promise that he would marry her when he turned thirty. At thirty, she got married, and this time he stood beside her as the groom. How much courage does it take to love someone without letting go for twelve years? How big a heart does it take to accept everything about someone? Chen Jing said, “Meeting you was the most beautiful thing in my life. I may have failed time, but I will never fail you!”