A reunion after years apart, a love rekindled. They fell for each other during high school, but parted before they could get together.
Lu Zhouye was like a rootless wild wind, crashing into everything in his path with all his sharp edges, until he met Ruan Ruan.
She was a soft candy, afraid of both heat and cold, yet she dared to hold out her sweetness and venture into his frost time and again.
“Lu Zhouye,” she said, rising onto her toes to offer him a piece of candy. “Want to try some? It's sweet.”
Later, the wild wind put away its ferocity for her, learned to skirt the thorns, and blew only as a warm spring breeze by her side.
“Ruan Ruan,” he murmured, lowering his head, his voice wrapped in sweetness. “From now on, my wind will blow for you alone.”
