That wasn’t the first time Wen Yu had met him.
It was just that, on that occasion, in a dark alley, she had held out the battered lighter in her hand.
But it was the first time Jiang Pei had met her.
Smoke blurred her outline. All he remembered were those cool, indifferent eyes.
What happened after that?
They became classmates.
But one was a destitute girl living under someone else’s roof, while the other was a heaven-blessed heir with an empty heart.
When had two people from different worlds begun to cross paths?
Perhaps neither of them could say.
And then, later still.
The rain kept falling that day, overlapping with the downpour in her memory.
Jiang Pei’s eyes were full of desolation, yet he stubbornly insisted on getting an answer.
“When did it happen?” he asked hoarsely.
Wen Yu kept her face expressionless, fighting to hold back the tears welling in her eyes.
“From the very beginning.” Her voice was soft, yet she forced out those suffocating words without hesitation.
A realistic school-life romance
*Sweet on the outside, dark on the inside
Cool and resilient × easygoing and bold
[Class divide + equally matched leads + intellectual attraction + simmering tension + mutual salvation]
