When I was fifteen years old, I picked up a mutton-fat white jade pendant and met the young man Ye Yanchen who amazed me throughout my youth.
He fell from the clouds, his family was ruined, and he traveled to a foreign country. I gave him all the 200,000 I had saved for more than ten years and said softly: "I'll wait for you."
This wait is six years.
When we met again, he was already the powerful president of the group, and I had just discovered the scumbag cheating on me and turned around neatly.
He stood in front of me, his eyes filled with lost tenderness: "Xiaotang, I'm back, and I'll never leave again this time."
After eight years of heartbreak, six years of separation, and all the twists and turns, he still came for me after all.
Intent: To tell the story of deep love and waiting in both directions, and to convey the warm belief that "sincerity will eventually respond"