Small-Town Fiction | Emotional Disorders | 1v1 | Slow-Burn Romance | Bittersweet Fate | HE |
[Passionate youth / dark setbacks]
Mu Wanshu first meets Shang Rao at a barbecue restaurant.
The defiance in the young man’s eyes is a spark the night itself cannot suppress.
The next time she sees him, he’s fighting someone in a narrow alley.
Shang Rao has a wild, untamed vitality from birth. Step by step, he enters her desolate world, and her stagnant life begins to thaw and take root.
Night falls.
The sea breeze is gentle, but its gentleness cannot reach the heart.
Shang Rao speaks with a smile in his voice. “Now that you know my past, you can see it’s really no better than yours.”
Tears slide down the girl’s face. It’s the first time Mu Wanshu has cried in front of Shang Rao.
“Tears are the cheapest thing in the world. But yours are precious, so don’t ever cry again.”
The day before the college entrance exams.
Shang Rao’s voice carries a smile, tinged with reluctance.
“What you love, you may attain; what you long for, you may attain. To attain what you love is the greater blessing, and to attain the other is still good fortune.”
Mu Wanshu doesn’t understand what he means. The cigarette in her hand flares to life, then goes out.
She asks, “What do you mean?”
He replies, “Good luck on your exams.”
Autumn comes after winter. People who are all knots inside need someone who won’t be driven away.
