What is fate? It was her father who stopped in front of the property sales banner, and it was her grandfather's creaking tricycle that staggered her into his destiny.
2015, Bashan Middle School. Zhou Jianyuan couldn't even recognize the letters, and Ye Fangyu was the English team leader who came back from Shanghai. Their story started with a crumpled five-dollar bill - she came to collect the water bill, and he deliberately asked: "Who are you?" She pushed up her glasses: "My name is Ye Fangyu, hurry up."
Later, the two families became godbrothers and they became godbrothers and sisters. He cared about her borrowing someone else's cup to drink water and secretly photographed her smiling in the sunset. After lights out, my roommate asked who was the prettiest. He said, "They're all about the same." All he could think of was her profile.
When he was fourteen years old, he made a wish in the dark—from then on, he memorized words every day before dawn, and he rose from twenty points to the top ten in the class. To like someone is to live your life on the road to her.
From Bashan to Beijing, from school uniforms to wedding dresses. Returning to the playground after many years, the setting sun lengthened the shadows. He knelt down on one knee: "Classmate Ye, from the day you charge my water bill, I can't escape. Walk slowly and walk for a lifetime."
She put on the ring: "I have been waiting for your words for more than ten years."
Fate is never a coincidence - it is the determination to come towards you every step of the way.
