When Qingwu met his high school classmate Chen Ji again, he didn't recognize him.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
Chen Ji was the most famous legend of her generation. She was handsome, born in a calligraphy family, and went to the best university. She accidentally starred in a movie directed by a newcomer, and the movie became popular all over the world with him.
Overnight, fame, wealth, flowers, and praise brought him to the altar. They called him "the brightest moon in the rainstorm."
A solitary mark outside the dust, a solitary step among the clouds, unattainable.
Qingwu never felt that it had anything to do with him.
She was really not familiar with Chen Ji, and in my impression, she hadn't even spoken a few words to him.
She calculated her salary diligently without even glancing at the moon.
That day, she paid off her mortgage ahead of schedule and was in a good mood. She even became more patient in dealing with the pressure to get married.
She stood in the spring rain, talking nonsense and lying to the phone: "I also want to get married, but my crush doesn't like me."
"I have been secretly in love for ten years. Now that she is a big star, I have no chance, haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car door in front of him closed, the black umbrella opened, and the man's fingers under the umbrella were like slender bamboo shadows.
"When are you getting married?" His voice was cold, his eyes were lowered, and through the misty rain curtain, his eyes looked like the mighty moonlight falling into the water.
Qingwu didn't know why.
"I have a crush on you." He seemed nonchalant, "It's been ten years."
*No, I'm just telling you nonsense. Do you take it seriously?
*Shocked, a big star classmate has been secretly in love with me for ten years
*Save, the moon is running towards me and asking me to take responsibility
*The plot of a youthful redemption story about me and myself that I had no idea about
Intention: I haven't thought about it yet