Wen Wan and Fu Jingcen were childhood sweethearts everyone envied. Their story was like a fresh, moving song of young love, playing out across the years.
Wen Wan had been lively and mischievous since childhood, like sunlight dancing on a spring day. Her optimism was a warm breeze, brightening the lives of everyone around her. Fu Jingcen, by contrast, was steady and reserved from an early age, with a determination beyond his years in his eyes. Like a tall pine, he quietly watched over Wen Wan. Their families lived next door, intertwining their childhoods in endless joy and warmth.
They still remembered that summer day, with cicadas buzzing as they caught crickets in the woods behind the courtyard. Wen Wan stumbled and scraped her knee, tears welling in her eyes from the pain. Fu Jingcen hurried over, carefully blowing on the wound. Then he took a handkerchief, still warm from his pocket, and gently bandaged her knee. Sunlight streamed through the leaves, framing them in a beautiful scene. A tender, innocent feeling quietly took root in their hearts.
As time passed, they started school. Whenever Wen Wan struggled with her studies, Fu Jingcen patiently explained things until she understood. When he played in basketball games, Wen Wan cheered loudly from the sidelines, waving a handmade sign. They read quietly together in the library and shared little secrets in a corner of the schoolyard. Every corner of the campus bore the mark of their youth.
But the road to growing up was not always smooth...
