The first time Cui Yunxi saw Zhou Lingyi through the crack of the door was in the company's late-night practice room.
She is a trainee, and Zhou Lingyi is a top ACE who has been in the industry for six years and the sole heir of Samsung Group. Through that light, she thought it was a look-up that would never intersect.
But Zhou Lingyi is here. I knocked on the door late at night and said, "You jumped in three wrong places." From then on, he appeared at the door of the practice room on time at four o'clock every day.
0.01 Centimeters - that's the distance between Zhou Lingyi's hands and her body when he taught her to dance. Just enough not to stick on, just enough not to leave. It's like there is a vague relationship between them.
The photos were exposed, gossip spread, and Zhou Lingyi was taken away by her mother. Before leaving, he only left two words: Wait for me.
Three hundred and sixty-five days, one message per week. She eats alone, walks alone, and stretches her feet across the table alone - as if she can touch something.
On the day the college entrance examination ended, Cui Yunxi stood in the crowd. Zhou Lingyi walked out, thinner, but with bright eyes.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Then she kissed her. In everyone's eyes.
This is a story about "waiting". From the practice room to the rooftop, from two people to many people, from "I might not just want to teach you how to dance" to "my people."
Forty years later, they are still holding hands.
The person who is being followed by 100 million people only sees her.
Intention: About waiting and worth it. Not all waiting has results, but there is always someone who is worth waiting for 365 days, a year, or a lifetime.