Seven Years of Falling Leaves on Wutong Lane

#Rekindled Romance #Chasing His Wife to the Crematorium #From Campus to the Altar #A Shattered Dream

Chu Wanqing loved Zhou Ziyan for eight whole years.

From their first meeting at the Shanghai Library to the seven years they spent together in Wutong Lane, she waited from the age of twenty until she was twenty-eight. She waited for him to get into graduate school, to study abroad, to come back, and to give her a future she could count on.

But all she got were dinner dates he repeatedly stood her up for, late nights when her messages went unanswered, and a bowl of birthday longevity noodles that had gone cold.

She gave him eight years of her youth, staying by his side as he went from a nobody to a man with a brilliant future. In the end, all she got in return was his breezy, “Just wait a little longer.”

The day her disappointment finally reached its limit, Chu Wanqing wheeled her suitcase out of Wutong Lane and ended things.

Everyone thought Zhou Ziyan, the physics prodigy, would throw himself into cutting-edge research and never look back.

But no one knew that on the day they broke up, the boy who was always so calm and composed sat alone in his empty house all night.

He turned down a seven-figure offer in Shanghai, declined an invitation from a top laboratory overseas, and gave up the bright future everyone envied. Instead, he stayed in Haicheng, just a forty-minute high-speed train ride from Tongcheng.

Clutching the eight-page letter he had written, he stood before her with red-rimmed eyes.

“Wanqing, you took ninety-nine steps toward me.”

“I’ll walk the rest of the way. I won’t miss a single step.”

“I’ll give you the everyday joys you want. I’ll be by your side through every passing year.”

After eight years of devotion, the plane trees have shed their leaves and bloomed again. This time, all he wants is to run toward her.