Promise me you’ll take your time with the beginning. Don’t rush, don’t rush…
That winter in his second year of high school, Wang Xiaoran took the blame for a love letter written by one of his friends.
Wang Ruoman, a girl in her first year, held the letter and asked him, “What about you?”
He didn’t answer well.
Later, they waited for each other’s QQ profile pictures to light up, took the long way home on electric scooters, and wrote one another into their online posts, text messages, and paper stars.
They both thought that liking each other was enough. Until many years later, Wang Xiaoran dug out the Nokia whose inbox had long been full and realized he had lost the person who loved him most.
