During his third year of college, his cousin Chen Ke dragged him along as free labor, putting him in charge of the lights behind the scenes.
She stood beneath the spotlight, giving a presentation like a dazzling beam of light, and pierced the heart of a green young man.
To his surprise, she was his cousin’s best friend. Her playful charm in real life and her poise and confidence under the spotlight made him want to become a better person, someone worthy of standing by her side.
Four years passed in the blink of an eye, and tickets to his art exhibition became impossible to get.
He told her he was a tour guide and photographer, then flew to the destination where she was traveling to meet her.
“You do like me, don’t you?” Yifei asked, his voice low and magnetic, a hint of hope in his eyes.
Su Cheng’s heart raced under Yifei’s gaze. “But we shouldn’t be together. I’m ten years older than you. What will people say about us?” Her voice was quiet, as if she were trying to convince herself.
“What does it matter what other people say? As long as you’re with me and you’re happy, that’s all that matters.” Yifei gently stroked Su Cheng’s hair, speaking softly. His touch was tender and full of affection, as if he were cherishing a precious treasure.
“I don’t know if I have the courage,” Su Cheng whispered, a trace of hesitation in her eyes.
“And this is all happening so fast,” she continued. Their relationship seemed to be propelled forward by some invisible force, developing so quickly that she could barely keep up.
“I understand how you feel, but I want you to know that my feelings for you are real. I truly love you,” he said earnestly. Every word seemed to flow straight from the depths of his heart.
