On the blind date table, I met the only moon in my youth.
Ten years ago, I was a top student with low self-esteem, and she was the light that I dared not touch. A love letter, forever sealed in the graduation album.
Ten years later, we met again on a helpless blind date. In order to cope with family pressure, we signed a contract: we will be married for one year, we will not interfere with each other, and we will break up after the expiration date.
We play the role of a loving couple, but we keep the same secret in our hearts - the love that has never been spoken out.
He thought I was still unattainable, and I thought he only wanted to deal with his family.
So, we used the clumsiest way to write a 365-day love letter to each other with firewood, rice, oil and salt.
When the contract expires, do we have the courage to replace "happy cooperation" with "you will be with me for the rest of my life"?
Core selling point: It highlights the collision between "youth secret love" and "adult reality", emphasizing the deep affection under the "contract" and the suspense of "belated confession". The writing style is delicate and can easily resonate with readers who have similar emotional experiences.
