The main storyline is a lighthearted, heartwarming tale of life between two men. The first half takes place at school; the second gets a little angsty. Please don't flame if it's not your thing.
He sat by the airplane window, watching the horizon stretch into a rainbow-like arc. The dazzling neon lights were impossible to look away from.
Beijing had already switched on its streetlights by early evening. Seen from hundreds of meters above, the city was breathtakingly vibrant. He had reached the twilight of his journey, but had no idea where that person was now.
And he didn't know if this old city still held the person he longed to see.
The handsome young man wore a plaid shirt in khaki and black with a pair of jeans. His youthful face was furrowed in thought as he rested his cheek in his hand and gazed out the window, as though remembering something.
He took a small sip of coffee. The sweetness of that year had vanished, leaving only endless bitterness.
"Lin Sen..." he murmured, the two words sounding like a name.
What he didn't know was that on the roof of a high-rise, someone else was rubbing his temples after finishing work. He opened a drawer and found, tucked deep inside, a sketch of the young man. It was clearly old: the once-white paper had yellowed with time.
The young man's smile seemed within reach, yet impossibly far away.
The other man leaned close and gently touched his lips to the paper. His tall body trembled almost imperceptibly.
They had fallen deeply in love before they even realized it.
All they wished was to return to that year, when they were still together.
Sisters, let's break up. The author probably only went to junior high school when he was 14 years old┐(?-`)┌
Come on (??ω`?)