[He Chuan, top × Li Liaoyuan, bottom]
(One-on-one, getting back together, equally matched, happy ending)
Li Liaoyuan's high school years were like an old uniform soaked in cold rain. His father's liquor bottles shattered in the dead of night, and Chen Tianyuan and the others' jeers followed him down the hall. The answer book He Chuan, his deskmate, handed him always ended up crumpled in his fists
Until the day he was cornered in an alley. He Chuan suddenly rushed over and shielded him, his uniform streaked with dust as he said softly, “You saved me when we were kids. Now it's my turn.”
In the end, those days of slowly growing closer over workbooks and silence didn't last through the summer.
Years later, in a conference room, the new CEO He Chuan stopped in front of his desk.
The boy he'd once known now wore a perfectly tailored suit, but his eyes still held the same stubbornness.
When a client forced Li Liaoyuan to drink and backed him into a corner, He Chuan pushed the door open, his voice cold as ice. “How dare you lay a hand on someone who belongs to me?”
In the morning light of a hotel room, He Chuan blocked his way out. “I owe you an explanation for what happened back then.”
Looking at him, Li Liaoyuan suddenly remembered the sunset over the high school field
Some light, even when hidden by clouds, will always find a way through, casting the shadows of two people together on the same patch of ground once more.
Can this reunion, separated by time and class, make their extinguished spark burn again?
That's ok,