My first love lasted 275 days
Before I met Zhou Yu, my life was a neatly completed answer sheet.
He was a beautiful, out-of-syllabus question, destined to cost me points.
But he came with all the noise and scars that set him apart from me, breaking open a crack in my world and offering me a key:
“Xu Wei, walk with me for a while. Just for a while.”
It was Pandora’s box, and the most complete escape from my kingdom of reason.
I signed this love contract with a clear head, thinking that love was my reward for running away. But I didn’t know the contract was valid for only 275 days.
We both thought we could control the blooming season.
Only in the end did we admit it:
Some flowers bloom not to bear fruit, but to prove that spring has come.
