To the One Who'll Leave Ten Years from Now

I'm not a dragon, Yuan Hang isn't a princess, and Xie Xing isn't a prince.

One of them has topped their grade year after year, while the other has a mind full of thoughts and never lets a thing show on their face.

I can't top the charts academically or keep a straight face, but I have people like them as friends. As the narrator of this story, I often wonder if I can do it.

Yuan Hang said, "If you don't write it, no one else can."

I said, "I'm not a very good writer."

Yuan Hang said, "You're writing this as a gift for me. You said so yourself."

I asked, "Would he be willing?"

Yuan Hang said, "You're both an observer and a participant. Apart from Xie Xing and me, no one knows better than you what I was like back then, and no one knows more about what happened. I've never lacked the writing skills you think you lack."

He smiled and said, "Xie Xing asked me to tell you to go for it and not worry."

I'd once again confirmed that whether or not I'm a dragon isn't something you can decide with a single stroke, but Xie Xing and Yuan Hang are a married couple whose parents put on a magnificent wedding for them.

Theme: They are in love