She was an utterly ordinary high school girl, with an average appearance and an unremarkable life, but she was lucky enough to have a family who loved her dearly. He was a top student, a brilliant scholar. His faint smile seemed able to capture her whole heart. He had one unusual habit: whenever he felt awkward, at a loss, or amused, he would unconsciously scratch the back of his head.
That day, standing in the snow, she never did manage to say those words.
One day, a man came looking for her. “Miss Zhang, President Xin has passed away. Before he left, he asked me to give you this.”
Zhang Jinshi went numb in an instant.
“These are the shares President Xin left you, along with your birthday presents through your 101st birthday.”
Two years later, a beautiful woman stood outside the operating room holding her household register. “Mr. Chen, will you marry me? I want two children in three years.”
“I’m sorry, Chen Jingwen. In the end, I met you at the wrong time, when you weren’t the right person for me.”
