[A wealthy young master who seems refined and noble but is actually uninhibited and reckless vs. a gentle girl who seems aloof but is actually lonely and insecure]
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The only splash of color in Qin Shuyao’s otherwise monochrome student years is that she falls for a boy named Song Fengxu.
Song Fengxu is widely regarded as a gifted young man, outstanding in every way: his family, his looks, and his grades.
Song Fengxu is just like his name.
The wind can be gentle, caressing the face of a lonely girl.
But the wind can also be far away. You can never catch it, and it slips mercilessly through a girl’s fingers.
Qin Shuyao knows she is utterly ordinary, lost in the crowd.
She is chasing the wind, but she can never catch up to the cloud-soft breeze.
But later, Qin Shuyao realizes that people have a set idea of what a gifted young man should be.
They all forget that the wind is free and untamed.
Song Fengxu is undoubtedly exceptional, but he is the kind of gifted young man who refuses to be defined.
The first time Qin Shuyao runs into him on the rooftop, he has a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, smoke swirling around his handsome face.
At a loss, she watches as he grins and asks, “You won’t tell anyone, will you?”
The second time, Qin Shuyao sees him at a bar, where a mature woman is clinging to him and trying to kiss him. She wants to leave, but instead hides in a corner and watches for a long time.
He spots her. Qin Shuyao runs, but he catches up with her.
Song Fengxu’s voice is as gentle as ever, though a cold glint shines in his eyes.
He leans closer and says in a low voice, “You again? You’re fixated on me, aren’t you?”
The third time, Qin Shuyao runs into him on her way home, surrounded by people in the middle of a fight.
Instead of getting annoyed, he smiles and raises an eyebrow at her. “We really do keep running into each other.”
Only later does Song Fengxu realize that it isn’t just fate bringing them together. They were meant to meet.
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I’m a kite that’s lost its way. Please be my string.
