Yuan Yiyi did poorly on the high school entrance exam and ended up at Jinyun No. 7 High School.
The two, who had never had anything to do with each other, met by chance. Yuan Yiyi thought Lin Huaixu was the one fate had chosen for her, but it took her a long time to realize that she... wasn't the one fate had chosen for him. He was so close she could reach out and touch him, yet it felt as though a barrier stood between them. Yuan Yiyi watched him drift farther away, powerless to stop it.
After graduation, she could still vaguely remember that moment when her heart stirred. She remembered his back, and those looks he gave her.
Yuan Yiyi felt that the person who had held her youth captive had never once turned around to look at her. She decided to let go and posted a single line on her social feed: "What is past is prologue."
In her third year of college, Yuan Yiyi attended a high school reunion. The person who had said in the group chat that he couldn't make it was now sitting in a booth.
"Yuan Yiyi, you still haven't shown me your sketchbook." Lin Huaixu took her hand and looked up at her, the corners of his eyes red.
His words stirred up Yuan Yiyi's memories.
There was the first time she saw him, the photo she secretly took of his back, the photos of him in a black shirt and black trousers at the freshman talent show, his pictures on Shen Ting's social media page, the group photos with him, and... him in the graduation photos. There weren't many, but they were enough to fill a sketchbook.
"I lost it." Yuan Yiyi waved her hand. He hadn't been holding her tightly in the first place, so she easily slipped free.
Yuan Yiyi didn't want to revisit those bittersweet memories from high school. Lu Meining noticed, too. They exchanged a few hurried updates before she pulled Yuan Yiyi away.
Not long after, Lin Huaixu, whose social feed was almost empty, posted: "Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."
The others might not know, and he might not know either, but Yuan Yiyi knew the line came from Shakespeare's The Tempest. It was the next line after the one she'd posted.
A cute, lively girl & a sunny, mischievous boy who pretends to be aloof
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