Her name is Zhou Meng. Her grades are average, her looks are ordinary, and her favorite pastime is drawing stick figures in her textbooks.
His name is Xiao Shu. He's quiet and reserved, has an average presence, and is only good at one thing: always helping her find the pens she loses.
The most intimate thing they ever did was accidentally brush fingers while passing papers.
The most moving things they ever said were "Can I borrow a pen?" and "Mm."
Three years of high school, 1,095 days.
They sat in front of and behind each other, and always stayed in those seats.
Someone asks: What happened after that?
Well...
They got into the same university.
He studied pharmacy, and she studied auditing.
He was driven to despair by memorizing textbooks, while she nearly went bald preparing audit workpapers.
They kept each other company, walking from the library after closing to their dorms, for four years.
And then...
When he proposed, he took out a pen.
A faded note was stuck to its barrel: "For Zhou Meng's use only."
Jiang Fan had stuck it there as a prank, back in their second year of high school.
He had kept it all this time.
