(The whole novel is already written. Sweet and fluffy, though it may be a little brainless. The author is sensitive, but if you insult me, I’ll insult you right back.)
That winter in her first year of high school, Shi Luoluo realized she might have a bit of a crush on Xie Cenlin.
She liked his serious profile when he explained problems, the warmth of the hot milk he handed her, and the shoulder he quietly pressed against hers in the snow.
But their homeroom teacher’s warning about “puppy love” was like a bucket of cold water, making her tuck her feelings away in her notebook of mistakes.
Then came the final exams. She climbed from 194th place to 100th, and when she received a 200,000-yuan reward from her father, he was still the first person she wanted to tell.
Over winter break, the tips of their pens kept brushing as they worked through problems in the library. During a tearjerking murder-mystery game, his eyes reddened as he read his lines, as if they held a deeper meaning. Under the fireworks of their third year of middle school, he handed her a star pendant, his voice brighter than the fireworks: “Happy New Year.”
Shi Luoluo clutched the pendant and suddenly understood: some feelings don’t need to be confessed in a hurry. Like this winter slowly turning warm, they will blossom into spring one day.
“Xie Cenlin, can you keep helping me with physics next semester?”
“Not just physics. I’ll help you with every problem from now on.”
As for being everyone’s darling? The people around her all love her: her parents, her older brother, her friends, and the person she likes. And she loves them all, too.
But isn’t that true for everyone? Everyone has family and friends who love them. She isn’t special.
