Everyone in University A knew that Xie Wangshu from the Chinese Department was Zhou Muchuan's favorite person.
Only Xie Wangshu didn't know.
She regarded Zhou Muchuan as her childhood friend, her best friend, and her family. Until that rainy night when we shared an umbrella, she said, "Zhou Muchuan, does this count as being together?"
He was silent for a long time, so long that she thought she was going to lose this friend.
Then he said, "You have the final say."
——Later she learned that he had been waiting for nineteen years for this "you have the final say".
When he was three years old, he fought for her, when he was fifteen years old, he drew little people in her notebook, when he was eighteen years old, he studied medicine for a promise, and when he was twenty-two years old, he swallowed back all her confessions one second before she opened her mouth.
He thought he could hide it, but he didn't know that the night breeze had already blown his preference to her ears.
