Shen Zhaoning is 24 years old and an intern reporter at Beicheng TV. When she met Fu Xizhou for the first time, she wrote in a memo: Fu Xizhou, 30 years old, a key follow-up target.
She was the hunter and he was the prey - at least that's what she thought.
What she didn't know was that he also got her information that night. He closed the folder and smiled: This girl is useful.
Two people with different agendas began a long tug-of-war. She is controlling points, and he is also controlling points. No one is willing to speak first, no one is willing to admit defeat first.
But what love is best at is seeping through the cracks of calculation.
Under the same roof, he helped her blow dry her hair and ran his fingers through it; she fell asleep on his shoulder and he secretly kissed her forehead. On the day of their first kiss, the moonlight was beautiful. He said, "I like you." She said, "Me too."
But after the notebook was exposed, he asked her: Which ones are true? Which ones were acted?
She couldn't answer. Because she couldn't tell the difference herself.
He stood at the entrance of the alley, his eyes slightly red: "Shen Zhaoning, I can accept you using me, but I can't accept you not loving me."
He's gone. She stood there and didn't pursue him.
Three years of separation, waiting for each other. Reunited four years later, she took out the notebook from her bag, turned to the last page and handed it to him.
There was only one line on it: "Fu Xizhou, I still love you." The date was the day she had a high fever three years ago.
He looked at those lines and tears finally fell.
"Shen Zhaoning, I have been waiting for you for four years."
