Wen Zheng met his favorite person when he was in his best years - the school next door, short hair, the one he met by chance every day at the school gate for a long time.
Not knowing his grade or name, Wen Zheng followed someone for two blocks on the day after he finished the college entrance examination, and was finally stopped by a bus, which stopped his first love before it could even sprout.
After many years, he was forced to marry the woman arranged for him by his family - she had no personality, no distinguishable characteristics, and was as dull as an extra green radish in the house. To him, the expected divorce was just a missing fixed decoration in a certain house.
Until the day of the divorce, the two happened to meet again in a tavern they often frequented.
The woman opposite Wen Zheng lowered her head, shaking a small Japanese soju cup, with a little regret and relief in her smile: "I liked you when I was in high school."
"You once followed me for two blocks on the road in front of my house."
In all the stories I have heard, loved, acted, thought and delusional.
After Being Proposed to by a Blind Man, I Married into a Wealthy Family