Zhang Zhiwei has always felt that the relationship between himself and Wang Shuning is well defined.
A confidant, a friend, someone as familiar as family.
They can chat until the early hours of the morning, share things that each other doesn't want to tell others, and can find each other at the most awkward time in their lives.
It was only later that Zhang Zhiwei discovered that the reason why some relationships did not have names was not because they were nothing.
It's because it already holds too much stuff.
After Wang Shuning fell out of love, he stayed with her.
She asked: "Do you still like me?"
Zhang Zhiwei said: "I like it."
But liking is not about taking advantage of the opportunity, nor is it a bargaining chip waiting for the exchange result.
She could walk out slowly, and he could move on.
If destined, they will meet again on a new journey.
Later, the two people really got closer and closer.
From an indescribable reluctance, to holding hands, jealousy, and heartbeat disorder;
From "Practice is the only criterion for testing truth" to "The sample is not enough, let's take an average of two more groups";
One day, she finally asked him:
"So, what is the conclusion of your experiment?"
Zhang Zhiwei looked at her.
"I like you."
So far——
Assumption holds.
Concept: True intimacy is not about possessing each other, but about two independent people taking the initiative to approach each other with understanding and respect.