[An insecure, pitiful puppy × a gentle, innocent kitten]
Puppy: That one's obviously a huge lion, all right? So calculating and scheming.
Kitten: Him? He's absolutely a little wolf dog! What do you mean, pitiful? Look at the marks on my neck. Which one of us is really pitiful?
In the hospital room that day, the girl crouched in front of the boy and confessed her love, resolute and unflinching. “I like you.”
The boy was briefly stunned, then quickly collected himself. “What do you like about me?”
“Everything.”
Three years later, the girl left the boy behind, alone, waiting in vain.
Six years apart, the two met again. There was not a trace of love left in either of their eyes.
“It's been six whole years. I've been waiting for you to come home.”
The backend of this book is quite sad (the author could write a novel about Ruan and Qin)