[Completed] Highly educated PhD heroine x wealthy returnee hero
The first time Chu Huancheng saw Bo Yanxuan, he was sitting with his eyes closed on a bench, looking lonely and forlorn. She handed him a piece of chocolate.
The second time she saw Bo Yanxuan was at her tutoring student's home. Chu Huancheng followed the student's lead and called him, "Uncle Bo."
A smile danced in his eyes.
The third time she saw him was beneath a streetlamp at Nanchuan University. With snowflakes swirling around them, the man in a trench coat took her to see the epiphyllum bloom in the greenhouse at Lin Lake.
The first time Bo Yanxuan saw Chu Huancheng, he heard her reciting her lessons through the thin walls of a hotel. When he stepped outside, he ran into her beautiful silhouette, and afterward she gave him a piece of chocolate.
The second time he saw her, she was drunk and sobbing, leaving him not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The third time was at a friend's haunted house. He meant to scare her, but she covered his head and face with a bride's red veil.
The fourth time, she called him Uncle.
The fifth time, he finally managed to ask her out and watch the epiphyllum planted by his mother bloom...
[Literary Synopsis]
If a movie were made about Chu Huancheng's life, it would feature the rosy cherry blossoms of spring, a lone boat and countless stars on summer nights;
Autumn maples and plane-tree leaves;
Winter's heavy snow and the epiphyllum blooming in a warm greenhouse...
The final scene would have to be a profile of Bo Yanxuan, head bowed in reverent prayer before the gods and Buddhas. A patch of warm sunlight would fall from the window onto the floor, then touch his face.
Gentle, warm.
It would make her heart sink into love.
When their love was at its most fervent, he once burned incense and prayed, "All I wish for in this life is that my beloved Huancheng be safe, healthy, and that everything go smoothly for her."
The endless sands of the northwest obscured the view. No matter how brilliantly the poplars of the vast Gobi glowed, they could not keep the girl he loved.
The movie's final frame would fade to black, with white words appearing on the screen: She planted an orange tree, then left.
Bo Yanxuan's heart held a tangled web of love, hate, and human feeling, so intricate it was impossible to tell what was real and what was false. Hidden in its deepest place was a shriveled navel orange.
It sat on the altar table, quiet and golden.
Completed. Writing extras.
Theme: Live well and study hard.
It was so good, the ending made me cry??^??