On the first day of his senior year at Jingbei Middle School, Jiang Nian, the well-known "little bully" in the school, welcomed a new classmate - Lu Shiyan, who had just returned from transferring from abroad.
He is cold and noble, and is the flower of the high mountains that is out of reach in everyone's eyes. She is unruly, a prickly girl who is a headache for teachers and feared by classmates. There should have been two parallel lines, but the way Lu Shiyan looked at her was like a lost treasure.
"Do we know each other?" Jiang Nian asked.
"We knew each other," he replied, "a long time ago."
The appearance of Lu Shiyan broke Jiang Nian's peaceful life. He would silently follow her home and rush out to protect her without hesitation when she was fighting. He would look at her with those beautiful eyes and say softly: "Stop fighting, I will worry."
The whole school was speculating whether the god of study was possessed by evil spirits, until someone saw the cold and self-possessed Lu Shiyan pressing Jiang Nian against the wall, his eyes red and his voice trembling: "You provoked me first back then, why do you just forget about it now?"
Jiang Nian just lazily grabbed his collar and smiled openly: "What are you pretending to be? You were the one who stood downstairs in my house all night begging to get back together, weren't you?"
From the age of six to eighteen, from Jiangcheng to northern Beijing, he had been looking for her for twelve years.
When he was a child, she was his "Sister Nian Nian". She would steal his candy and bully him, but she would also be the first to rush out to protect him when he was bullied. On the day of moving, she casually said "I hate you" and he remembered it for ten years.
When they reunited ten years later, she had forgotten everything, but he remembered every detail.
This is a story about waiting and protecting
