Clouds at Dawn, Twilight's Remains

I thought that when our names were put together, they made “Chaoxi,” meaning the bright light of the rising sun. But it wasn’t “Chaoxi.” It was “morning dew drying in the sun”: the dew dries at dawn, and our fate runs its course... Childhood sweethearts can’t compete with someone who comes along later. No one came along between us, and yet we still drifted farther and farther apart...

“Hey, actually, you and Yu Mu from Class One would make a pretty good couple.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“I’m not! If you put your names together, they make ‘clouds at dawn, rain at dusk.’ Doesn’t that sound better than ‘morning dew dries in the sun, and our fate runs its course’?”

“How could he possibly like me? Don’t make things up.”

“You’ve liked him for so long. Isn’t it about time you liked me instead?” The boy’s eyes brimmed with unspoken feelings. “You waited six years for him. Surely it’s my turn now.”

“You... like me?”

“Everyone in our grade knows Yu Mu belongs to Yun Zhao.”

“Then how come I didn’t know?”

“Because you’re an idiot. A hopeless idiot.”