First Love at Twenty-Eight

Statement: This article was written by the previous owner of this phone number

Original nickname: Caihua2 Gongzhu

Pen name: Mu Lan

This phone number has a new owner now!

I've changed the login password too!

I'm not going to write this story!

That's all.

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(The rest below wasn't written by me.)

I always thought that life before graduating from college was what people meant by childhood.

When I was little, my parents told me not to date. Then, overnight, I graduated, and they changed their tune, practically begging me to find someone right away.

I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I didn't get my first taste of romance until I was 28.

What does a late-blooming first love taste like? Does it have the feel of the campus I love, or is it tainted by the worldly stink of money?

This work records my first love. The person I'm dating is Student Wang, who is just as awkward and inexperienced at love as I am.

This is a story told mostly to myself. Perhaps you'll see a little of yourself in it: a longing for love, anxiety about reality, hopes for the future, and dissatisfaction with yourself.

I want to find the best version of myself through this relationship, even though we may not have the most perfect ending.

Welcome to my novel in the style of an essay. It's nice to meet you. Please be kind.