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【Day 100 of my secret crush】
Su Nuan ran into Lu Qinghuai and his friends as they sheltered from the rain.
A torrential downpour trapped the boys beneath the eaves.
She gripped her umbrella handle and stepped forward, working up the courage to offer it to them. “You can have my spare.”
Lu Qinghuai said nothing.
His friend took the umbrella and thanked her.
Su Nuan turned away beneath her own umbrella. Amid the patter of rain, a clear, cool voice called out: “What class are you in? What's your name?”
It was the first time she'd heard Lu Qinghuai speak from so close.
“Class Three. Su Nuan.”
Su Nuan heard her own heartbeat thunder louder than her voice.
She wondered if he'd heard her at all.
【Day 102 of my secret crush】
After lunch, Su Nuan found the umbrella in her desk compartment.
She didn't know who had returned it.
A yellow sticky note was attached to it, with two characters written in a bold, forceful hand: “Thank you.”
She thought it must have been written by Lu Qinghuai. His friend's handwriting wasn't that nice.
She carefully saved the note.
【Day 365 of my secret crush】
When school started, Su Nuan didn't see Lu Qinghuai or his friend's names on the class lists.
Someone from Class One said they had gone back to Jingbei and were getting ready to study abroad.
She sat there in a daze for a long time, then suddenly understood:
That rainy day had been her only connection to Lu Qinghuai.
【Day 600 of my secret crush】
Students started exchanging yearbook messages.
Someone from Class One said Lu Qinghuai's profile picture had never lit up again, and he'd stopped replying to anyone's messages.
He was like a raindrop evaporating in the height of summer, leaving no trace behind.
【The sixth year of my secret crush】
Su Nuan thought she'd long since forgotten what he looked like.
But the moment Lu Qinghuai walked into the cafe, her heart recognized him before her eyes did.
Each powerful beat seemed to announce to the whole world that her love for him had never stopped.
【Day 20 since our reunion】
Su Nuan watched Lu Qinghuai's admirer happily accept his invitation.
It suddenly occurred to her that she might be just one of the fish in his pond.
So six years had amounted to nothing more than a passing shower.
She was still out in the rain, while the skies had long since cleared for him.
Content warnings:
1. HE, a sweet story with no angst, which also means it's slice-of-life.
2. The leads had no interaction in high school, so those scenes are few and appear in flashbacks. The story mainly follows their lives in the city.
3. Both leads are virgins, faithful to each other, and each other's first love.
4. Slow burn, but it won't be very long.
5. The locations and details are all made up for the story. Please don't treat them as factual or look for real-life inspirations.
5. Professional details were researched online. Feel free to point out any inaccuracies, but please don't give writing advice. If you don't like it, you can just leave~
Next book: The Whole of Ireland Is Snowing
Rekindled love | Bittersweet | Love and hate | Push and pull to the limit | The male lead grovels
Six years after their breakup, a heavy snowfall blankets Ireland.
Ye Weizhou runs into Lin Anran again.
The woman who left him, declaring that she wanted a better life, is now a low-level company employee, rushing around every day over trivial matters.
On the day they broke up, she'd held her head high like a proud swan and said dismissively, “Ye Weizhou, why do you think a bastard like you is worth giving up the future I could have had for the asking?”
Now, as her client, he's made it big.
Ye Weizhou lit a cigarette, his smile full of disdain. “Lin Anran, you left me just to live like this. Do you regret it?”
“I don't.” Lin Anran answered without hesitation.
Ye Weizhou searched her face for a sign that she was lying, but found she was telling the truth:
She truly didn't regret treating him so terribly.
Ash fell onto the back of his hand, stinging him and bringing him to his senses. His self-deception over the past six years had been utterly ridiculous.
Inspired by: “The whole of Ireland is snowing.”, James Joyce, Dubliners
Theme: Love can transcend time.
