Waiting for Your Seventh Year

Introduction to the work Before the age of seventeen, Ji Anning's biggest worry was what to eat for the next meal. After turning seventeen, her biggest worry was what to eat next. She is the princess held in the palm of the family. Her father is the deputy district chief of Nancheng, and her sister is studying law at Peking University. She is smart, beautiful, and loves to laugh. She is the proud daughter of heaven in the eyes of everyone. The year she met Gu Yanzhi, she was a freshman in high school and he was a sophomore in high school. He sang "Meet" at the freshman welcome party. Her heart skipped a beat while she was in the audience. Later they got together. He said, "Come to Beijing and find me. I'll wait for you at Peking University." She said, "Okay." But fate did not give her the chance to go to Beijing. His father was involved in a corruption case, his mother became depressed and ill, and his sister died in a car accident. Suddenly, the sky fell. She went from Ji Anning, who was envied by everyone, to "the daughter of a corrupt official". My classmates bullied me, my teachers looked down my nose, and my former friends shunned me. That rainy night, when he came back from Beijing, he saw her being bullied by gangsters. He impulsively beat her to serious injuries and was sent to the detention center. His father found her: "Leave him. Otherwise the Gu family will give up on him and he will go to jail." She agreed. She left Nancheng with her mother and went to Shenzhen. No education, no background, no way out. She has lived in the urban village for seven years, served dishes at Shaxian Snacks, and sold mobile phone accessories in Huaqiangbei. I took the college entrance examination and then the bachelor's degree. The day her mother left, she was alone. Seven years later, she returned to Nancheng to pick up her father from prison. She saw him among the supermarket shelves. He hasn't changed. It's the same person, the same face, the same eyes. She fled. It's not that I don't love it anymore. I dare not love. The seventeen-year-old Ji Anning, who was supreme in love, had long been guarding her mother's cold body in that windowless room in Shenzhen. She shed her tears and left. Life taught her that the only one who can pull herself out in the end is herself. But he was still waiting where he was. Seven years of resentment, seven years of searching, seven years of not giving up. He said: "Ji Anning, I don't ask you if you can come back. I just want to tell you that I am still here. No matter how long it takes, I will be here." This is a story about collapse and reconstruction, waiting and relief. Not all broken mirrors can be reunited, but some people are worth waiting for, and some roads are worth walking alone. "Don't say you don't love me. I just understand." Intention: About youth, about growth, about regret and relief.