After spending most of her life as a good girl, Ji Yao did something boldly rebellious at twenty-five: she impulsively married her high school crush.
Zhou Yanjing was wild and free-spirited, a pampered favorite who had everyone fawning over him, the wind racing around the track.
She was just a dim star lost in the crowd, working hard and making the most of each day, however small and precious.
In the two months since they got their marriage licenses, Ji Yao and Zhou Yanjing had barely exchanged a few words.
At their high school reunion, he even asked her with evident surprise, "What are you doing here?"
This newlywed couple seemed like complete strangers.
If Zhou Yanjing hadn't wanted to avoid a business marriage and appease his elders, he wouldn't have gotten married. No one had much faith in this contractual marriage, hastily arranged and forced upon them.
Zhou Yanjing's friends all figured that at any moment, he might quietly get a divorce without telling anyone.
He was rebellious to the core and had done plenty of rebellious things.
Yet reality was always so baffling:
Whenever friends arranged a gathering, Young Master Zhou brought his wife. On vacation, he brought her. To banquets and dinners, he brought her. He even brought her to competitions.
They were inseparable, as close as could be.
Erm... Those hoping for drama were sorely disappointed.
Someone asked, "Master Zhou, I never heard you liked this type before."
Everyone in their circle knew this guy had the handsome, roguish face of a playboy, but a heart as aloof as a flower on a mountain peak. He was notoriously hard to pursue, and nobody had ever managed to win him over.
"It's not that I like this type. I like her," Zhou Yanjing corrected his friend. "Also, my wife is allergic to mangoes. Don't give her this anymore."
[Warm and optimistic x cool and proud]
By chance, Zhou Yanjing discovered Ji Yao's sketchbook from high school. One boy's back appeared more often than anyone else's, signed with the letter Z.
Z?
Xu Zhe?
Their high school class monitor?
Zhou Yanjing secretly and openly fretted about it for a long time, until one day, while sorting through old things, he found a jacket identical to the one the boy in the sketches wore.
Zhou Yanjing smiled.
The refined young master casually pinned his wife against the wall. "You had a crush on me. Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Ji Yao blushed instantly, then rose onto her tiptoes and kissed him.
"Then thank you, Mr. Zhou, for making my dream come true."
Theme: When the clouds part, the moon appears