“Brother Xingchen, will you marry me when we grow up?”
“Of course. I’ll marry you when we grow up.”
“Brother Xingchen, we both got into the best universities. That’s wonderful!”
“Yingying, you did great!”
Just before the start of the school year, a fire broke out at Ning Xinying’s home. Her parents and grandmother all died, leaving her an orphan with nothing.
“Yingying, do you want to go to college?”
“I do!”
Leng Xingchen nodded and turned to leave. “Wait for me!”
Three days before the start of the school year, Leng Xingchen found the girl with tearful eyes. He placed a bank card and a train ticket in her palm, then personally saw her off at the station. “Yingying, go make your dream come true.”
Ning Xinying kissed the boy beside his lips. “Brother Xingchen, wait for me.”
