If the person you love most were forever seventeen, he would be seventeen when you were twenty-five, seventeen when you were fifty, and seventeen when you were seventy-six. The gap between your ages would keep growing until it became nothing more than an insignificant symbol
Would you forget him?
Pei Li closes her eyes. What still comes rushing back through her memories are the green soccer field, the honking outside the school gates, the endless recess exercises and eye exercises, and the boy who was always by her side.
She once asked Xia Shi why he always arrived ten minutes early whenever they met. It made her feel like an idiot. Xia Shi would always smile and say, “It's fine. I haven't been waiting long anyway.”
But Xia Shi, I've really been waiting for you a long time.
(The male lead doesn't appear often and lives only in her memories from beginning to end, but in Pei Li's story, Xia Shi is the male lead.)
