I want to write a long, long story. To record all the little details, because they're beautiful.
To write about two people's first meeting, their quiet love and silent affection through the long years, and their staying together forever.
What are the odds that you like someone and they happen to like you too?
Bu Luochen doesn't know.
No one knows that Bu Luochen likes Shen Nanfeng, either.
Years later, Shen Nanfeng asks Bu Luochen, "Bu Luochen, how much longer are you planning to follow me around in secret?"
This is a story about unrequited love, and also a heartwarming story.
Some people are like shooting stars, streaking across the sky in an instant before leaving, or even disappearing without a trace. No one understands their joy, anger, sorrow, or grief. All that remains is the brilliance of that fleeting moment.
But someone will remember them. They will exist forever.
In the heart.
