Both of them thought that this was just a chance encounter in their lives as light as the wind.
No one expected that that brief brush with each other would grow into a thorn that cannot be removed in the years to come.
Until they met again on a rainy night many years later, Jiang Ling stood in front of him, with waves in his eyes that had not subsided for many years.
"Pei Wanzhou, didn't you think I was ugly at first?" He pressed forward step by step, his voice as low and hoarse as old paper soaked in rain, "Why are you hiding now?"
Pei Wanzhou pressed his back against the cold wall, looking at the face in front of him that he had stepped on so hard. Now every inch of the outline is digging out his heart inch by inch. His throat was tight, his fingertips were clenched until they turned white, and he was finally defeated:
"What I said at that time were all bastard things... In the past few years, my dreams have been all about you."
Intention: Happy every day🥳