Zhou Chuan is just like his name: a cold, aloof mountain on campus.
He is considerate and meticulous, and his emotional world is like a perfectly sealed jade ring, holding fast to its order and calm. Su Xianxian spent her entire youth trying to knock on that mountain's door, only to hear an empty echo.
She thought she was a fragile plant, destined never to take root in his life.
So she chose to wake up and leave like the wind, growing tenaciously like amaranth in a strange land and building a life of her own.
Years later, they meet again at an alumni reunion.
He is now a rising star in tech, still as composed as ever. Yet when everyone teases him about still being single, he looks straight at her across the clinking glasses:
"I'm waiting."
"Waiting for a gust of wind to wake me, waiting for a sprig of... amaranth I lost with my own hands."
Later, during an interview with a business magazine, a reporter asks what the plain band on Mr. Zhou's ring finger means.
Facing the camera, his gaze is calm as water, yet his words instantly sweep across the internet:
"It's not a jade ring. It's a shackle."
"It shackles a foolish mountain, condemning it to bow its head in lifelong penance to the grass it loves."
Theme: So it turns out that loving someone can mean, from the very first glance, wanting to spend a lifetime with that one person...
Even though no one reads it, I'll still write it!