At twenty-four, Xiao Yang lost five years of love and his entire career in a single day.
With twenty thousand yuan in his pocket, he fled to Xiamen. When he went to rent an apartment, the landlord said, "I'll have my niece show you around." The moment the door opened, the girl who had crashed into his arms at the train station was standing in the morning light, smiling at him.
Xia Piaopiao, twenty-two, gentle to her very core, but just as sharp-tongued as he was. "This product page is uglier than my auntie's QQ profile." "If you can't clear the inventory, don't come back. I can't be bothered to collect your corpse."
She stayed up late helping him revise product images, pack orders, and build a million-selling hit from scratch. He stubbornly accused her of "meddling," yet when she came down with a fever in the middle of the night, he rode his electric scooter across half the city to buy her medicine. They held hands on the sea ice in Weihai. He said the place he most wanted to visit was Lhasa, Tibet. She said hers was Lijiang, Yunnan. "When we have enough money, one of us can go to each place."
"Xiao Yang, the thing you're most stubborn about in your whole life is refusing to say anything sweet to me."
"I'm saying it now. Don't go."
"One of us wanted to go to Lhasa, the other to Lijiang. In the end, we found each other in each other's footprints."
[Sharp-tongued entrepreneur × gentle woman who cleans up his messes]
[So sweet at first, you'll laugh out loud. Then so heartbreaking, you'll cry all night]
[Come on in. The ending is happy, but if you have a weak heart, keep tissues handy for the middle]
