Fu Jiayi likes He Sui for several years.
Fu Jiayi didn't know when she started to like He Sui. Maybe it was from the sunlight shining on He Sui's eyebrows and shining into Fu Jiayi's heart.
Or maybe when taking a picture of He Sui, the wind blew He Sui's bangs, blurring the photo, and disturbing Fu Jiayi's heart.
It can be said that Fu Jiayi spent her entire youth falling in love with Hesui, but Hesui never looked back at her.
On the eve of graduation, Fu Jiayi mustered up the courage to confess to He Sui, but Fu Jiayi did not wait for He Sui's reply, and the two of them just said goodbye in a hurry under the street lamp.
Later, someone opened Fu Jiayi's mailbox, but He Sui did not reply to him. Fu Jiayi could no longer wait for his reply.
That year, Fu Jiayi was already relieved.
He Sui is a long story in Fu Jiayi's life, which can't be told or written. And Fu Jiayi was just a careless stroke in He Sui's life.
But this is no longer important, because some people have a bright future, and some people can't let go for a long time.
Intention: Why wait for his prodigal son to come back?
