Wen Zhi was fifteen, at her most rebellious. She had dyed her ear-length hair red and green, thinking she looked cool. Then, during the summer before high school, she met a boy four years older than her.
At their first meeting, he paused, then smiled and said, "Your hair looks so cool."
The boy had clear, handsome features and sounded completely sincere.
Wen Zhi wished she could turn around and jump into the sea.
"It's so annoying. Why couldn't the heavens have given me a hint? If I'd known I was going to meet Zhou Lu that day, I would have dressed up and looked pretty. I would never have dyed my hair green!"
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Wen Zhi's youth had two halves: rebellion in the first, and a secret crush in the second.
She wished the world could become very, very small, so she could keep seeing him, over and over.
There's a gentle breeze along the road, but it still can't compare to your tenderness.
Theme: Life always faces the sunshine.
