In the height of summer at seventeen, the breeze by the classroom window was always gentle and lingering, holding the feelings Wen Zhiyao kept secret from everyone.
Throughout the long years of high school, Wen Zhiyao’s unrequited love was a solo performance no one knew about.
Back then, Jiang Xunyu never noticed the affection the girl kept in her eyes, an affection that had lasted through her entire youth.
“The inexplicable flutter that rises in your heart when you’re young is light as air, yet real. It comes without warning, then quietly takes root.”
Graduation came and went in a rush, and the crowds scattered.
They never deliberately cut off contact, but exchanged only a few greetings now and then.
Wen Zhiyao thought that as the years passed, their paths would never cross again.
In their third year of college, they met again. Seeing Wen Zhiyao as she was then, gentle, quiet, and poised, Jiang Xunyu found himself falling for her. But after they got together, unspoken issues drove them apart once more.
Many years later, after a long silence, they met again, both now working adults.
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Wen Zhiyao: “But when I was with you back then, even I felt like I wasn’t myself. I didn’t like who I was.”
Jiang Xunyu: “Zhiyao, just be yourself. You belong only to yourself.”
Theme: Just be yourself. The people who love you will still love you.
