Chu Ci on the third floor always leaned on the railing to watch the basketball court downstairs during class breaks. Jin Yun on the sixth floor would occasionally see the girl with ponytail lying on the railing, but they never said a word. After graduation, they each went to different cities, but in the next seven years, they seemed to be held by an invisible thread - the silence of their neighbors in the airport terminal, the brief shelter from the rain in front of the convenience store on a rainy day, and the stares across half a box at friends' gatherings. Every time I miss "Hello", every time I pass by
At the age of twenty-seven, a mutual acquaintance got in touch, and the two sat down again in the most clichéd way - on the blind date table, with two cups of coffee and their eyes facing each other. Jin Jun remembered that she always wore a blue school uniform jacket in high school, and Chu Ci remembered that he once scored a winning goal in the last three seconds of a basketball game. The missed words in those years were slowly picked up by cups of coffee, and the relationship came naturally. Almost everyone thought the story would come to a complete conclusion.
But Chu Ci suddenly figured out something late one night after working overtime - from a young girl to now, all her seriousness has been given to others, all her waiting has been given to coincidences, but she has never asked herself what kind of person she wants to be. So on the day the wedding invitations were printed, she opened the door and chose another path.
That wasn't escape, it was finally opening your eyes. Over the years, Chu Ci walked through many cities alone, banged the table in the conference room, changed the plan at the airport in the early morning, and watched the complete sunrise on the streets of a foreign country. And Jin Jun appeared in her occasional dreams, still the young man who silently made the winning shot on the high school basketball court. It was the most tender miss in her life.
