When the box door of the class reunion was pushed open, Chen Xiyao's hand holding the wine glass paused.
Han Yan was standing at the door, the ring on his fingertips shining brightly - he was no longer the boy who would giggle at her on the basketball court. After four years of not seeing each other, he became the president of Xingchen Group, and she was an online author writing about love, hate, anger and obsession behind the screen.
On the second day of the class reunion, Han Yan, who was busy with everything, moved to the door opposite Chen Xiyao leisurely and elegantly, and became her exclusive chef every day.
"Han Yan, there's no need for that." Chen Xiyao slapped the signed "Neighbors Non-Disturbance Agreement" in front of him, but he pressed his backhand against the door panel.
The man lowered his head, his breath brushing her ear, and he said with unquestionable seriousness: "In your book, the hero owes the heroine an explanation. In my life, Han Yan owes Chen Xiyao a future."
When the aloof CEO began to study her readers' comment section and filled up her notebook with "techniques for chasing wives"; the male protagonist of the new novel, a vicious-tongued author, gradually developed the tenderness to clumsily apologize; the wall of misunderstanding that had spanned four years finally collapsed in the daily life across the street.
It turns out that the best reunion is never to recreate the past, but to live in her life with the belated truth and enthusiasm, and also live in the unfinished ending in her writing.
