[Cool, reserved male architect x resilient female PhD student] The story is told in the third person.
After thirteen years of secretly loving him, C's shadow is everywhere in my youth.
All these years, whether in a haze or clear-headed, that familiar face has always worn a faint smile, lingering in my dreams for a long, long time.
When I was thirteen, I turned my head during the final exam and saw his sleeping profile. I never forgot it.
When I was twenty-six, by the Seine in Paris, the sunset blazing like fire, I turned my head and kissed his cheek.
For more than a decade, through countless days and nights, through years that flowed like precious pearls and jade, through the passing of the seasons, I kept running with all my might toward him.
Now, I want so much to turn around and embrace the girl I used to be: face wet with tears, yet still gritting her teeth and charging recklessly forward.
At last, I understand why so many people stay up late and rise early, always striving and vigilant, for so many different things. Because having your wish come true may be the most beautiful phrase in the world.
May our lives be bright and joyful.
Please add my historical romance next door, Spring Lanterns Late, to your collection!
Blurb:
Lu Shiyi: He once wanted to be her teacher for all her life. Later, he grew greedy, wanting to be someone from her past, someone who came home to her, and the one she loved.
Yan Chuizhang: He never believed in gods or Buddhas, but when her fate was unknown, he prayed to every deity in the heavens.
He Liancheng: Having lost the right to grow old with her, he used half his blood to wrest a stretch of earthly life for her from fate.
Everyone said Jiang Zhisu was lucky.
At nine, she found a renowned teacher. At fourteen, she was betrothed to a young general. Her father guarded the northern frontier, and the General's Mansion held great power.
She grew up in the bright spring sunshine, riding fine horses in splendid clothes. The most absurd and incomprehensible thing in her life was falling in love with her teacher.
Until, one day, a trap was laid in the capital, and unrest stirred at the border.
He Liancheng was carried back from a mountain of corpses, covered in blood.
The young general who had grown up with her and was betrothed to her carefully folded their marriage contract and tucked it into his sleeve.
