Much later, Mo Dai learned that the work event wasn't the first time she had seen Duan Yi.
The day she truly met him was Bailu, one of the twenty-four solar terms.
That slender figure standing at the crossroads, that girl with a cheeky air and her arm hanging out of the car window: that was their first encounter.
So when did Duan Yi recognize her?
Mo Dai asked him, puzzled.
Duan Yi thought for a moment, then smiled. "What do you think?"
Mo Dai nestled against his shoulder and giggled. "Duan Yi, you've been wrapped around my little finger your whole life."
Duan Yi chuckled without a word.
Who knows which of them has really been wrapped around the other's finger, silly girl.
Theme: Finding peace in the ordinary, finding peace in everyday life.
It's very well written, I hope I don't have to be a eunuch anymore