Seven years in love, half a year apart.
Everyone said Jiang Yi had wronged Xu Zhi: he gave her the cold shoulder, fell for someone else, and was heartless and unfeeling.
Xu Zhi hated him for three whole months, too.
Then came a call from the hospital and a confession in a keepsake that arrived too late.
Only then did she learn…
His cruelty was his way of protecting himself from terminal illness.
His coldness was how he traded a lifetime of infamy for her peace and security.
On countless nights when the pain made him cough up blood, what he feared most wasn’t death.
It was that after he died, no one would rush through the traffic lights for her anymore.
Everyone knew he had cast her aside like trash.
No one knew he loved her to the depths of his soul, and gave his life to make her happy.
The lights turn green year after year,
but the boy who once ran toward me will forever be stopped at the far end of a red light.
