[Full text HE | Gentle, tough and growing female protagonist × restrained and affectionate protective male protagonist | Millennium campus to city | Reunion across twenty-two years | Two-way growth | No bloody misunderstandings]
In her third year of driving an online ride-hailing service, Lin Zhixia received an order she would never forget.
The destination was the old community where she had lived for more than ten years, and the man who got in the car was her first love, whom she had lost contact with for twenty-two years.
Twenty-two years ago, under the fireworks of the new millennium, young Jiang Yi cornered her under a white magnolia tree, blushing and asked her if she wanted to go to Beijing with him.
That year, she was a top student who was admitted to a prestigious school, harboring the dream of filming documentaries all over the world; he was a rebellious young man who determined to be a pilot, and gave all his tenderness and edge to her alone.
The heartbeat in the chirping of cicadas, the agreement on the draft paper, and the half-shared headphones were the brightest light in her entire youth.
But after the college entrance examination, what she was waiting for was not a ticket to Beijing together, but a complete loss of contact with her mother, "He gave up on you a long time ago and lived his own life."
She thought that this first love was, after all, a fantasy in her youth.
When we met again twenty-two years later, she was an online ride-hailing driver running around the city with her children, and had locked her youthful dreams in the bottom of the box; he was a property manager who was about to get engaged and lived a stable life, but the eyes he looked at her hid obsession and tenderness that she couldn't understand.
Everyone felt that their lives were completely different and had no intersection.
But only they themselves know that even if twenty-two years have passed, and even if their memories have been smoothed away by the years, the heartbeat engraved in their souls has never disappeared.
The wonton stall at the alley still smelled like it did back then, and the fragrance of magnolia in the wind still smelled like it did back then. When the old song played in her headphones, she still subconsciously blushed.
It turns out that the real first love is not a glance that lasted ten thousand years when I was young, but it spanned half a lifetime and saw all kinds of things in the world. I still just want to run to you.
This time, it's me who will take over the time and go to your appointment.
Intention: Use love as a torch to regain your original intention. Good love is never a dependency in life, but the confidence for each other's achievements. I hope that after half a lifetime of ups and downs, we can still bravely pursue our love and find our shining selves.