Together Until Our Hair Turns White

[Scheming, flirtatious upperclasswoman vs. seemingly icy but truly socially anxious underclasswoman]

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Chu Yu has a bad habit: when she's under a lot of pressure, she likes to drink. When she's drunk, her mind stays clear but her body doesn't, and she can't help grabbing people and confessing her love. She's made a laughingstock of herself more than once.

Luckily, she still has some self-respect. She only confesses to girls she knows, so even if she says every cheesy line in the book, she can avoid humiliating herself or causing too much of a stir.

Last night, Chu Yu got drunk again and confessed her love to more than ten female friends on WeChat in a single night. When she woke the next day, she found a string of teasing questions and one red envelope from her mother.

The envelope said, "At least you've got a conscience."

The hungover woman pressed her temples and sighed as she replied to each message with an explanation. When she reached the last unread message, she found that the other person had sent only one brief word: "Okay."

Chu Yu froze for a moment, then looked up to see Li Yibai, an upperclasswoman from the Chinese literature department whom she didn't know very well.

And the message she'd sent to everyone was:

"I miss you."

*

Whenever fierce winds and torrential rain swept in, Li Yibai would sit by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing pensively at the rain.

Her thoughts would become entangled in the storm, and then, without warning, she'd remember something.

Maybe it was a ceaseless argument, or a muddy, sordid past.

But most often, it was that petite figure,

and the dim yellow light in the haze of that torrential downpour.

In her hand, she held a neatly folded straight-handled umbrella. Her long, smooth fingers gently traced the handle.

The youthful handwriting on it had faded, leaving only the character "Chu" barely visible.

It was as though the figure she'd searched for in vain was also about to fade from her memory.

But fortunately, six years later, she saw her again.

The rain grew heavier.

A bolt of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, followed by a muffled rumble of thunder that made the cat dozing beside her lift its head.

Li Yibai smiled faintly.

Shh, don't scare the little animal.

(Upcoming novel) Marriage First, Love Later: Snow on Ten Thousand Mountains

(Completed) Reborn Wuxia: The Green Scholar and the Crowd

Theme: Only by treating each other with sincerity can love last.