In her second year of high school, an uninvited guest entered Shen Tingxi's life.
Her name is Yanzhan - the "sister" brought in by her parents after they remarried. He has short chestnut hair and a tiger-toothed smile. He pours her a glass of soy milk at just the right temperature every morning. Shen Tingxi said, "Just keep your distance", and Yan Zhan said, "But I want to get used to you."
One candy, two candies, a hundred candies. From the smell of strawberry to the smell of peach, from waiting on the bench at the school gate to the confession in the snow on the rooftop, from under the camphor tree in the south to the ginkgo avenue in the north - they have walked on the same road for fifteen years, translating "ok" into "very good" and "coming along the way" into "coming here specifically to find you".
"In the future." Yanzhan wrote this word from the second year of high school to his doctoral thesis. In all examples, the subject is "we".
Youth begins with a piece of candy and ends with a hundred candy wrappers.
Intention: Use every day for fifteen years to translate the sentence "okay" into "forever".
