(This is my first story, so read with caution. Even I cringe so hard I want to dig a hole in the ground when I read it...)
Blurb:
In short: A pear tree's blossoms weigh down a crabapple tree.
The serious version: When Wen Yuan was in a car accident, she thought back over her life. She'd been alone and destitute. At fifteen, she was on the verge of dropping out of school, but a kind benefactor unexpectedly came to her aid. He paid for her education and bought her pretty dresses.
She lived up to his hopes and got into a top university. On the day her acceptance letter arrived, she confessed her feelings to him.
But the man shook his head and said, "I'm already old, while you're young and full of life."
It was true. Their age difference was an insurmountable divide.
When Wen Yuan opened her eyes again, she had been reborn in 1990.
This time, she had a happy family: her parents bickered now and then, her little brother was often mischievous, and their lives were simple and warm. Most importantly, the man was in his prime, too.
So Wen Yuan bravely pursued love again: You're young, I'm lively, and we're perfect together. So, do you want to come to my house for dinner this weekend?
Liang Heng returned to 1990, the hardest year of his life. But there was a girl who stayed by his side through it all.
He always thought that girl looked just like the student he'd sponsored in his previous life.
Later, he realized from all the little details that she didn't just look like her. She was her!
He couldn't miss his chance again. He told himself.
He would make up for everything he hadn't said and every flower he hadn't given her in his previous life. He would marry her.
P.S. One-on-one romance, with both leads pursuing each other.
Criticism and suggestions are welcome.
Thanks for reading.
Theme: A slow, steady love is what warms the heart.
Wuwuwu reminds me of my mother's grandma who passed away when I graduated from elementary school. It was so sudden that she died not more than half a month ago. I would see her when I went to my grandpa's house since I was a child. My mother said that when she passed away, I was completely blinded, cremated, broken filial piety (it seems to be these two words) and finally funeral. I was a little unresponsive, but I still shed tears every time I think about it.
Liang Yan had a ten-year-old daughter at the age of 25? That's ridiculous!!!
Were they only 10 years apart in their last life? A difference of ten years is totally normal in the 21st century
It's good-looking, and the flowers are sprinkled at the end
Hahaha, he just touched me hard.
Did Mr. Liang recognize it??
Has Mr. Liang recognized her?
Has Mr. Liang recognized her here?
It's the first time I've seen it so fast, I think it's pretty good
You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were already old.