"The fugitive's son!"
It had been two months and three days since Yan Donghai ran away. Yan Han had heard words like that countless times. Everywhere he went at H No. 1 High School, from every person he saw, he heard something similar.
But it didn't matter. Today was also his last day in H City.
What was H City to him? The place where he had lived for seventeen years? His home? Or just a place he would never return to?
Yan Han couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it anymore.
Most of their things at home had been confiscated. All he could take with him were two changes of clothes, a photo album, and Zhao Min's sketchbook. It was pitifully little, not even enough to fill a suitcase.
The familiar yet strange station receded into the distance, eventually shrinking to a dot before vanishing from Yan Han's sight.
"Let's get a divorce!"
Lu Tiancheng didn't know how long Tian Li and Lu Mingzhi had been arguing. All he knew was that, ever since he could remember, home had been either dead silent or in total chaos. That warm, happy family atmosphere had never seemed to exist in his home.
Lu Tiancheng shut his bedroom door and put in his headphones. Upbeat music poured from his left ear to his right, the pounding drums drowning out the argument.
At last, the world was quiet.
Divorce would be fine. Then the world could stay this quiet forever.
Lu Tiancheng's eyelids began to droop. Along with the pounding music, his vision gradually blurred until everything went black.
"Deskmate! Hurry up and run!"
Back then, Lu Tiancheng had yelled at him in exasperation.
"Deskmate... slow down."
This time, Lu Tiancheng could only blame himself for not measuring up.
But it was all right. There would always be someone waiting for him just before the finish line, ready to cross it with him.
A school bully and delinquent who never received familial love, top × an honors student trapped in a media scandal and forced to transfer, bottom
Theme: They choose each other, wholeheartedly
