A gentle, steadfast top student who can be a little eccentric × a cool, carefree bad boy with a guarded heart
One night in late spring, she inexplicably rescued someone at a bus stop. Weren't guys supposed to rescue girls? How had things ended up the other way around?
Later, somewhere she never knew about, someone quietly committed her to memory through a rectangular bus window.
Qi He watched Zhou Xianyu run away without much feeling. Now, all she remembered was how strong the wind had been at noon that day, making her shadow sway.
Later still, when they happened to be alone together, she asked him, "Qi He, are you treating me this way because it's me, or because I just happened to be the one who was there?"
At that age, their feelings were heavy and delicate. They were careful with each other, walking on thin ice. Their hands reached out tentatively, touched, then pulled apart, each clenched in a fist. Were they afraid to make a move, or did they understand each other without a word?
"That day, you asked me, 'Is it because it's you, or because you just happened to be you?' I didn't understand what you meant then. But I do now."
"Zhou Xianyu, do you think I'm the kind of person who falls for someone for no reason?"
She didn't want to be anyone's anchor. She just wanted someone to love her simply and sincerely. She wanted no part in partings of life and death, love and hate, or anything of the sort.
The valleys and peaks of love aren't worth glorifying. What I want is a simple, straightforward, mutual devotion. At similar times and places, everything can turn upside down. Threads of fate that seemed to have no beginning turn out to prove that destiny is unfolding. Sand becomes pearls, water vapor becomes clouds, and all the rest is far less fascinating than life itself, yet just as impossible to fathom.
