They had known each other since childhood, relying on and keeping each other company through the purest, happiest days of their lives.
Like every male lead, he was handsome, clever, and courteous. So the white shirt he wore when he first transferred to her school fluttered in her heart for years.
She wasn't a Mary Sue. She knew that being gentle and sweet would attract more attention from boys, but she never wanted to become someone she wasn't.
So she was proud, with a stubborn sense of self-respect.
A misunderstanding gradually drove them apart.
Later, they both grew up a little. They met many different people and saw many different places,
but the person they treasured in their hearts remained unchanged.
He was the one.
So when they met again, everything else faded like passing clouds.
The sun shines over the city, and I still like you.
But one of them had grown gentler, no longer so sharp-edged,
while the other had suffered an unseen wound and withdrawn.
How could they return to the days they once shared?
The time had changed, the place had changed,
and so had the direction.
There is always more that we cannot see than what we can.
"I once refused to believe in love, but because of you, I'm willing to try believing in it again."
"The timing is just right, neither too soon nor too late."
Different times, different circumstances, different feelings.
If you change, it must be because someone you treasure has appeared.
We have always been proud people, in every way, from childhood onward.
We met, parted, and met again,
and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
Over those five years, we met different people. Our lives were never empty,
but they were no longer full, either.
When I look back, it's as if you're still by my side, as if you never went far away.
You've finally come back.
Hey, I missed you so much.
I hope I can write a good story, and I hope you enjoy it.
That's all.
[Note: Yi Xiao Nai He is my new pen name]
