Fourteen years ago, on the rooftop of Beicheng No. 1 Middle School, a girl with a ponytail said to the boy next to her: "I want to go to Beijing to study architectural design and build very tall buildings in the future."
The boy asked her why it was a building. "Because the house I lived in when I was a kid would leak," she said.
Fourteen years later, the boy stood alone in the cemetery, facing a cold tombstone. The girl in the photo smiled so big that she showed two tiger teeth, and she always stayed in her twenties.
She is Su Wanning and he is Lu Chen. One is an ignorant gangster, and the other is a top student who works quietly and hard. People who were originally from two different worlds got into each other's hearts by getting along day after day. He would ride his bicycle home every night, and she would secretly stuff a White Rabbit toffee into his desk. The love of youth is as simple as boiled water.
After the college entrance examination, she went to Beijing and he stayed in the province. He tried his best to get admitted to Peking University as a graduate student, thinking that he could finally catch up with her, but he found that there was already someone else beside her. She said we were not suitable, and he said I could wait. This wait is ten years.
What he was waiting for was the news that she was seriously ill. Cancer, late stage. She didn't let anyone visit her, so she took care of everything on her own. On the day he left, there was a high school photo of them on the bedside table.
She made a will and left everything to him, on the condition that on her birthday, she would take her ashes to the place where they first met. He found her diary in the attic. The first page reads: "I transferred to another school today, and my new classmate looked so fierce. But when he was injured, I still gave him a band-aid. He put it on. I don't know why.
