Fu Wenyi once heard her deskmate say something like this from Zhang Ailing,
"If you like someone, you will humble yourself into the dust and then blossom into flowers."
When I was young, when I first heard this sentence, I thought it was obscure and difficult to understand, and the word "like" in a simple conversation made me feel shy and uncontrollable. At that age when you don't understand anything, you can't tell what love is and what dependence is, including of course love.
Later, in terms of age, she was no longer the blank little girl she was at the beginning, and she had long understood that Brother Xun, whom she could rely on at the beginning, was the sweetheart who could make her humble into dust and then blossom into a flower.
But by that time, they had lost contact for a long time.
Over the past few years, Fu Wenyi has come to understand more and more the meaning of giving, allowing her better self to meet him again in the future with him.
One day two years later, Xu Youchuan held the girl he had thought about for a long time and took a deep breath.
Time is so powerful that no one can resist it. Those who should have broken up have long since broken up. Fortunately, they didn't. They knew each other for twenty-seven years, and when they held hands again, they were suddenly in a dream.