All those years, Shi Wenyan tried her best to hide the feelings she should never have had.
She had seen Lu Ciyi wild and carefree, brimming with confidence, and watched an endless parade of romantic entanglements pass through his life.
But her heart would not be denied. She knew she should never get involved with him, yet Shi Wenyan still flew straight into the flames.
During a party game of truth or dare, amid a chorus of cheers, she seized the courage of drunkenness and confessed her feelings.
In the dim light, Lu Ciyi gave her a languid smile and replied, "Okay."
It began in confusion, and its end came as no surprise.
Years later, they met again. He was still the favored son of heaven, surrounded by people fawning over him, while she was at her most wretched.
Her boss had been ordering her around, and she was stranded outside a club on a snowy night.
Lu Ciyi appeared before her dressed in black. Ignoring the stares around them, he firmly pulled a warm, fuzzy hat down over her head.
"Shi Wenyan." He looked down at her, his gaze calm. "Treat yourself a little better."
Shi Wenyan wanted to ask him, What about you? She did not learn the answer until much later.
That time, Lu Ciyi hung around her neck the Buddhist amulet he had worn for years. A tiny line of words was carved into it:
"May my Yan stay safe and enjoy a life filled with happiness."
Theme: May we always retain the ability to love
