She ranked in the top ten in her grade and wore a flawlessly polite smile. To every boy in class, she was an unattainable beauty, as distant as a flower on a high peak.
Cheng Zeyu had always figured that he and a young lady like her would never have anything to do with each other.
Until he gradually discovered the side of her she kept hidden:
She would crouch beneath a streetlamp and awkwardly imitate a stray cat, meowing, "Meow, meow, meow";
Even when she only wanted to step outside for some air, she had to unplug the surveillance cameras at home first, all because she didn't want to see him drenched like a drowned rat.
Everyone thought Feng Jiyue was perfect in every way.
Only Cheng Zeyu knew she was a puppet, with every minute of her life precisely planned by her father, and even making friends dismissed as "unnecessary."
"Don't forget me," she said softly in the evening breeze that day.
"I won't. I have a good memory. Forgetting you would be hard even if I tried."
Later, a ballpoint pen with faint tooth marks appeared in Cheng Zeyu's pocket, and a smiling cat-ear face drawn on his wrist.
Senior year was a chaotic rush. As always, he took the long way home with her, fed the cats for her, and watched her wait at the finish line in her blazer and pleated skirt as he ran the second-to-last 400 meters.
At first, perhaps, this concern for each other was only a connection born of loneliness.
But now that they had met, he had no intention of letting go.
Theme: Keeping each other company and growing together through the lonely years of youth, bravely facing the challenges of family and the future.
