When Song Zhaoning was seventeen years old, someone wrote a pencil line on her bottom paper - "Only one line is enough." She put the paper in the drawer and said to herself: Just observe, don't go beyond the scope of observation.
Later, she went to Beijing, studied at the best law school, became the youngest partner, and relied on half a sleeping pill every day to fall asleep. He went to Shanghai, wrote code for eight years, started a business at the age of thirty, and had a blurred high school photo on his desk. During the fifteen years of separation, there was not a single text message.
Until the spring when she was thirty-two years old, she was brought back to South City by a project. Downstairs in Building C of the park, she saw a figure from behind - his weight resting on one leg, his toes touching the ground. She recognized that stance. At the high school sports day, he stood like this, holding a bottle of water in his hand, and never came over.
He looked back. After fifteen years, the first sentence was her full name. Period, not question mark.
After the reunion, from the tomato beef brisket in the cafeteria to the sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed in the alleys of the old city, from the umbrella turned over on a rainy day to the ginkgo leaves sandwiched on the seventeenth page of the old textbook - the two people who are least good at expressing get close to each other based on instinct. She helped him change the contract, and he helped her remember the dosage of sleeping pills.
But being together is only the first step. She doesn't know how to talk about love, she doesn't know how to rely on others, and she doesn't know how to feel indebted when being loved. He asked her if she didn't need him. She clutched the edge of the sink, her knuckles turning white - "I have to learn. You have to teach me."
From seventeen to thirty-five. She finally learned to turn her face toward him when she rolled over in the early hours of the morning. The old textbook is still on the bookshelf. On page 17, the ginkgo leaf is still there.
Concept: modern romance, reunion after a long separation, secret love coming true, double first love, slow love, workplace, growing heroine, HE