When she was 13 years old, Xu Yuan fell in love with someone. He was very good, so good that Xu Yuan felt inferior.
When he was 17 years old, Zhang Chaoran met a person who would peek at him at the door of his class and wait for him when he came home from school, but he would not dare to talk to him.
"If possible, I would like to meet you sooner." Xu Yuan's eyes were red and she was holding back her tears.
He left. He had completed three years of high school and was about to pursue his lofty ideals. But Xu Yuan still had four years left, so Xu Yuan quietly left him a note.
"Four years later, we will meet again here."
After Xu Yuan completed her studies in junior high school, she took the high school entrance examination and chose the science class when dividing arts and science classes. As she wished, she was placed in the first class of the second grade of high school and met Zhang Chaoran, who was in her junior year.
Four years later, Xu Yuan went home for a blind date, and the blind date was Zhang Chaoran.
"I'm waiting, waiting for four years, waiting for 12 years, waiting for 16 years, I can afford to wait."
There is no love or no love in the world, only long waiting and preference.
"I just became more and more like you after you left. Actually, I'm not good at science."
Love is like the mountains and sea in the distance. Even though it is beautiful and charming, it is always confusing.
Intention: Be patient. What if your light comes back?