At the age of seventeen, Liang Yuan was always number one and the bellwether of the school. Li Yun sat at the table behind him. She was so ordinary that her name only appeared in the middle of the transcript. The most common thing she said to him was: "Liang Yuan, lend me your chemistry notes."
In the library of her sophomore year, he saw her carrying a canvas bag that had been washed until it turned white, filled with volunteer education brochures. In his hand is a collection of TOEFL test questions. He said her choice was ridiculously naive, and she said his future plan was so sophisticated that it was cold. Without further ado, they turned around and headed towards completely opposite maps.
We meet again at the alumni meeting ten years later. He is a young lawyer who is attracting attention in the industry, with a handsome demeanor; she has just returned from the west and has been admitted as a teacher in her hometown. There was a commotion at the table, with some people joking about why Mr. Liang was still single. He suddenly left the table, walked straight through the swaying silhouette of the man with fragrant clothes, and stopped in front of her.
The light fell on his eyes, reflecting her silhouette.
"I'm waiting for someone." His voice was not loud, but it overcame all the noise and was only for her to hear. "When she sees all the mountains and rivers she wants to see, she is finally willing to... Look back at me who has always been here."
Intention: Love is not about who stops for the other, but when we meet again at a higher place after climbing each other, we find that the other person has become our ideal appearance. When we are young we argue about right and wrong, but when we grow up we understand choices