A confident, reserved girl and a warmhearted, gentle boy
Their paths first crossed when the boy said, “Hey, new student, need a hand?”
Maybe it was because she had buried herself in her studies back in the county. The moment she transferred to the city, he caught her eye.
With every moment they spent together, her heart filled with fireworks: his strong arms when she fainted, his warm hands when she was afraid, his reassuring smile beneath the stage, his gentle gaze when she was sad…
Yu Zhi carefully guarded these feelings. Every time she wanted to tell him how she felt, she could only stop herself, because he already had someone else in his heart…
On a bright summer morning at the start of senior year, he watched the girl running toward him and finally understood how he felt.
Maybe it was the purple rice bread she had quietly come to love, her wordless comfort time and again, the way she shone onstage, or how she never gave up on a difficult problem. Reserved and steady, witty and funny, confident and outgoing: she was all of those things…
As they prepared for the college entrance exams, they tested each other’s feelings. At the hundred-day countdown ceremony, fireworks filled the sky as Zheng Shuhe walked through the crowd toward the girl who had made up her mind to go to him.
“Yu Zhi, which university do you want to attend? Would you mind having another competitor along for the journey?”…
Half a year later, they finally got their wish and were accepted into the same university.
She said she couldn’t wait to be with Zheng Shuhe.
Beneath the plane trees, Zheng Shuhe held Yu Zhi by the shoulders. “Yu Zhi, do you like me? I like you. Would you like to give us a try?”
Plane-tree leaves drifted down, as if scattering celebratory fireworks to mark Zheng Shuhe’s joy.
Their story would go on…
