The summer she was seventeen, her mother remarried, and Tong Anzhi came with her to this small seaside town.
Life moved at an easy pace here, with its deep blue sea, cloudless skies stretching for miles, endless waves of heat, and golden sunsets so beautiful they took your breath away.
She saw Jiang Can by the shore, where the lights were dim.
He stood on a reef, the sea before him reflecting the lights. The waves rose and fell as he took off his wet clothes, the sea breeze lifting his hair.
He turned his face toward her, eyes narrowed, his expression cool and carefree.
Even though she had seen countless handsome men and was deeply skeptical of love, at that moment she had to admit it: she had shamefully fallen for his good looks.
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When Tong Anzhi first arrived, everyone thought she was the picture-perfect rich beauty.
Fair, delicate skin, long jet-black hair reaching her waist, beautiful big eyes, and two little dimples.
But no one expected that such a gorgeous girl could:
Down five bottles of beer in one go
Sit on the street playing marbles with elementary school kids
Or squat in the mud for half a day just to get the perfect photo
Everyone knew that Jiang Can was the school's most popular guy, a cold and aloof heartthrob. Hardly any girls could even talk to him. Still, someone couldn't help asking, "Anzhi is so pretty and full of personality. You really don't like her?"
He always said, "No. I don't feel that way about her."
So everyone really did believe he would never like her, and Tong Anzhi thought so too. She figured there were plenty of people in the world who liked someone who didn't like them back. She was just one of them.
Until that day, in a dim alley, the boy lowered his eyes, his tall figure pinning her against the wall. His gaze roiled with emotion. "He's not as tall or as handsome as me, and he doesn't treat you as well as I do. Why ask him for help instead of me?"
That night, the moon hung high and the sea breeze blew gently.
Jiang Can knew he had completely fallen for her, and he was more than willing.
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Summer used to mean ice-cold soda and watermelon to me. Then you came along.
Now, in every season, I love you.
Jiang Can, age eighteen
A sweet, fresh story about summer.
School life/Happy ending/Two top students
Goofy girl x aloof heartthrob
Maybe it's a girl-chases-boy story? But really, it's about two people falling for each other. I might revise the blurb if I come up with something better, but the characters and story won't change.
Writing an all-around powerhouse who combines youthful charm with a sense of security!
Theme: Study hard and keep making progress.
