Writing Our Story

High school to city life / secret crush / reunion after years apart / mutual devotion / rekindled love Online novelist vs. business tycoon * After graduation, Wen Yulin published, for deeply personal reasons, a school romance she had written years earlier, modeled on herself and the person she had a crush on. To her surprise, it became a huge hit online. But the story had stalled at the scene where the male and female leads parted, and no updates had followed. Wen Yulin had never seen Jing Che again, so she had no idea how to continue writing about the couple’s separation. Wen Yulin was invited to an in-person book signing. The night before, she wrote a reunion for the story’s leads as its ending, bringing her years of affection to a close as well. The next day, at the signing, she never expected the person she had parted from years ago to suddenly appear before her. “Hello. What would you like me to write?” Wen Yulin switched pens and looked up at the person in front of her. In an instant, everything around her seemed to blur. He alone remained clear in her vision. Only then did she understand: no matter how long you give yourself to forget someone, it can’t prepare you to see them again. After a long silence, his Adam’s apple bobbed. A cool, unfamiliar voice came from his throat. “Write one more, To Nianxin.” “Sorry to trouble you.” She had imagined that they might never meet again, but she never expected that when they did, he would be asking for an autograph for his girlfriend. * Wen Yulin could still vaguely remember that night, when snow filled the sky and the cold cut to the bone. Even breathing in the frigid air hurt her lungs. Jing Che had rushed back from abroad to find her one last time. He clutched Wen Yulin’s wrist, as if trying to hold on to her, or perhaps begging her. “Can we not break up?” * They met again when Wen Yulin was assigned to interview Jing Che. She kept her expression calm and distant. The editor-in-chief asked a personal question: “Are you still in touch with your first love?” Jing Che looked indifferent, not even bothering to raise his eyelids. His voice was utterly listless. “No. I can’t even remember their face.” Wen Yulin’s fingertips trembled. She gripped the clipboard tightly, quickly hiding the slight change in her expression. Later, Wen Yulin got a call. The editor-in-chief teased her, “I heard you wrote a novel. Is the male lead based on the person who’s pursuing you now?” Wen Yulin pressed her lips together with a smile and left the interview room. After the interview, in an overlooked corner, Jing Che pinned her against the stairwell wall, one arm wrapped tightly around her waist, and kissed her like a man gone mad. “Say you miss me.” “Say you regret breaking up with me.” His voice was painfully hoarse. “Say I’m the only one you love.” ## The title comes from the song “Writing Our Story” Theme: You and I are both the best versions of ourselves.