They say it takes ten years of cultivation to pass someone by, and a hundred years to exchange a single glance. Perhaps some immortal god, drunk one evening, tied their red threads for them, making them meet amid a sea of countless people.
After meeting her, his gray profile picture was no longer gray. His colorless life became bright and vivid. He learned that love was sweet most of the time, no longer bitter. He was no longer that gloomy, secretly passionate boy.
After meeting him, she came to believe that there really was someone in the world whom you could never forget after seeing just once; that your heart really could pound like a drum, just as it did on TV; and that happiness could be as simple as following behind him and feeling content just by looking at him.
She said, "I like guys who are steady, cultured, quietly get things done without talking much, unbelievably handsome, and great at reading people." Without blushing at all, he replied, "That's me." She said, "Wei Chuyan, you really don't talk much, do you?" After that, he made an effort to find things to talk about. When all else failed, he sought lessons from an expert.
Theme: A sweet romance built on mutual understanding. With hearts full of warmth and kindness, all my little thoughts in youth were for you, and only you. I'm grateful we met. Let's bravely pursue that cream-flavored first love of ours! When it comes to love, never settle for less. Keep a childlike heart, and believe that the god of love will surely visit you!
