What I Miss

This story is complete. In the tenth year of their long-distance romance, Su Yixin still dreamed of marriage, but instead she got a devastating blow. Walking barefoot along the edge of life, she was pulled back by another pair of hands. She was like a fire on the verge of going out. Only when she met him did she catch the wind and blaze anew. She wanted to thank him. But he said he hadn't saved her. He had saved himself. Every person and every stretch of the road is hard in its own way. In the end, we will learn not to ask why, not to pick up what we've lost, and not to dwell on the past. May we find a gentle breeze and fall asleep in each other's arms, so we won't burn ourselves out alone. A mature male clinical psychologist X a strong-willed female magazine editor A little scene: One day, in Dr. Xiao's therapy room. Su Yixin: I dreamed last night that a dog was chasing me. Xiao He: It must have mistaken you for a bone. Su Yixin: But somewhere along the way, it inexplicably turned into you... Xiao He pulls her wrist over. "Come here, let me take a bite." A sweet school-life and wealthy-family romance, Three Hundred Poems: Tang Poetry, Song Lyrics, and Three White-Headed Promises, begins with a 10,000-word update at 8 p.m. on March 27. Get on board now! Blurb One: Among the new students entering Provincial Experimental High School in 2011, Song Ci stood out the most. He was the top scorer on the high school entrance exam, came from a wealthy family, and had naturally gray-blue eyes and strikingly handsome features. Unfortunately, he was aloof and proud, keeping everyone at arm's length. Later, a girl named Tang Shi transferred into Song Ci's class. Tang Shi had smooth, fair skin and slightly chubby cheeks. Her round eyes and delicate brows sparkled with life, making the boys' hearts flutter. As soon as Tang Shi arrived, people began joking about the connection between their names, but she did nothing to catch Song Ci's attention. When she suddenly fainted during a fitness test, he was the closest person to her, yet he acted as if he hadn't noticed. Just when everyone was sure there could never be anything between them, rumors of a romance began to spread. "Those two are definitely getting together. Song Ci acts cold in public but is warm in private, always coaxing Tang Shi." "Three Hundred Poems: Tang Poetry and Song Lyrics. 'A hundred poems' sounds like 'a hundred years together' in Chinese." Someone eager for gossip interviewed the male lead of the rumor. Song Ci's expression was indifferent. "Ridiculous." But not long after, an unfamiliar boy cornered Tang Shi in the classroom. The entire school saw Song Ci rush back to the classroom against the flow of the crowd. Song Ci casually threw the chalkboard eraser at the boy's face, then pointed straight at the bridge of his nose. "Don't touch my girl!" During winter break that same year, Song Ci showed up at Tang Shi's door holding the cactus she'd ordered online. He knocked and handed her a ballpoint pen. "Sign here." When Tang Shi tried to close the door, Song Ci rubbed his reddened hands together. "It's so cold today. Won't you invite me in for a while?" The rumors eventually came true, and their everyday sweetness made everyone envious. No one expected their promise to stay together until old age to end without warning after the college entrance exams. Blurb Two: Years later, at the Provincial Experimental alumni reunion, Song Ci stood on stage in a suit, a hint of defiance now in his eyes. Someone noticed that his leather-strap watch was worth over twenty million. The alumni started digging into his so-called wealthy background, only to discover that he was the only son of the richest man in Juncheng. As Song Ci held the microphone, he spotted a familiar figure entering through the door. After all these years, Tang Shi was a little slimmer. Her graceful figure moved elegantly beneath her flowing dress, radiantly beautiful with every step. After the dinner party, Song Ci cornered Tang Shi in the parking lot. Tang Shi remained perfectly calm. "So some people weren't the son of a delivery company owner after all." Song Ci leaned closer. "Some people are so ill they can barely remember what happened yesterday, yet they still remember what happened back then." "The person who cornered me back then..." "The one who started the rumor that we'd grow old together?" "I had someone spread it." Song Ci's gaze grew dark. "Your plan was pretty clumsy." Tang Shi smiled. "Likewise." An untouchable lone wolf X an ambitious little tiger in sheep's clothing From school uniforms to wedding gowns. -Youth is a jug of strong liquor. A toast to the longing we felt when we first met, to holding our heads high through the mud, to the spring in our hearts before we parted, and to a lifetime together when we look back. Premise: Meeting is fate; love is a balm for old wounds.