In that small world, she and Chen Yanqing had depended on each other since childhood.
It was he who taught her to write, how to ride a bicycle, and how to recognize the road, stroke by stroke. It was he who worked hard to earn money for her to go to school and did everything he could for her.
In her sophomore year of high school, she went home as usual, but saw several expensive luxury cars parked in front of her house.
She couldn't open the locked door, and all she could see in her blurry tearful eyes was his gray back.
She knocked on the door and asked, "Brother Yanqing, why don't you open the door for me?"
He didn't look back: "You go ahead, follow them, you will get whatever you want."
That day, she got into a stretched luxury car that she had only seen on TV. The car sped forward, taking her to a completely different life.
But before she had time to tell him, she buried the wishing bottle under the tree. She had carefully prepared this year's birthday gift for him but she hadn't had time to send it out yet.
There were still many things she had not had time to say to him. How she wished this was just a dream.
Because she was so, so reluctant to be separated from him.
*
As for her birthday wish that year, she closed her eyes piously, hoping that Chen Yanqing would regret it and come to take her home quickly.
On her 22nd birthday, she clasped her hands together and hoped that she would never forgive Chen Yanqing again, until one day she would forget him.
When she was 24 years old, she thought about it for a long time and finally sighed, forget it.
I wish Chen Yanqing a long life.
Intention: Better Us