Timid, sensitive Xu Yuhuan vs. bold, pretend-good-boy Lu Huaian
Year after year, Huanhuan is the only one for him.
Eleven years ago, Xu Yuhuan said no one liked her. After that, Lu Huaian really did put her first in everything and gave her all the favoritism he had to offer.
Eleven years ago,
"Lu Huaian, you didn't keep your word."
"Yeah. I broke my promise."
Now,
"Lu Huaian, you didn't keep your word."
"I was wrong, so I came back."
Xu Yuhuan met Lu Huaian on a rainy day, and from then on, he wouldn't leave her alone. The bold young man never hid his enthusiasm. Xu Yuhuan couldn't make the plants and trees burst into life, but to him, she was the spring mountains he longed to see...
Xu Yuhuan fell for him. She became serious about him. But Lu Huaian left...
"You broke your promise."
After Lu Huaian left, Xu Yuhuan told everyone around her that she liked him. Everyone, that is, except Lu Huaian. He never heard her confession.
Lu Huaian wanted to be the one who plucked the moon from the sky. The towers vanished in mist, the moon blurred over the ferry crossing, and she was his hidden paradise.
"Why did you come back?"
"The bird grows weary of flight and knows to return."
"Oh."
"I missed you."
"I thought you missed home."
"Xu Yuhuan, I don't have a home of my own yet."
"Xu Yuhuan, what am I to you?"
"A breeze rising over a flat plain, a spring rain falling when all the world is silent."
"Anything else?"
"The one in my heart."
Later, the private social feed he'd kept locked for five years was pinned to the top of his profile, and the young man finally plucked the moon that belonged to him.
