On a summer night in 2014, Ye Jinyan looked up from a crowd of thugs, and the moonlight fell on someone’s face.
That was the moment he fell for him.
He thought it was something only he felt.
Later, they became desk mates.
He remembered that Xia Cinian had written “I want to buy a camera” in an essay, that he liked two extra scoops of tapioca in his milk tea, and the dates he took off school whenever he came down with a high fever.
But he never said a word.
After the college entrance exams, Ye Jinyan went to A University, while Xia Cinian went to Qingze.
They lost touch for a year.
Ye Jinyan thought his secret crush had ended there.
Until one day, he came across a photo on his social feed:
A cotton doll in a little suit, sitting on a bookshelf.
It looked exactly like him.
The caption underneath read: “Ye Yanyan.”
