When Qin Wenzhi was young, at eighteen, the age when her heart first stirred, she wrote:
"May every year be like today, and may the prodigal return to me."
But for many years afterward, she watched the prodigal change girlfriends one after another.
Even he couldn't remember how many he'd had.
Her all-or-nothing final confession earned her only a, "Wenwen, stop fooling around."
Only then did she truly realize:
A prodigal might return, but not for her.
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That night, drunk on wine, Qin Wenzhi smashed a car window with her high heel and asked, "Are you a prodigal?"
Before she could hear the answer, she passed out in the man's arms.
One passionate night reignited a yearning that had been kept from the light of day for years.
It took just over half a year to go from Song Yi's Wenwen, to Jiang Yu's Zhizhi, to Mrs. Jiang.
Qin Wenzhi ran her fingers through Jiang Yu's hair, smiling. "Things are moving a little fast, aren't they?"
Jiang Yu pressed close to kiss her, sounding a little aggrieved. "Not fast enough."
No one knew that just before the car window was smashed, the decisive and ruthless young Mr. Jiang had been trembling so badly that even the hand holding his cigarette was shaking.
-A little scene-
One day, Qin Wenzhi dug out that book.
Someone had scribbled all over the wish written inside, scratching through the paper in places.
It now read: "May the prodigal never return."
Then the person added two graceful characters, as if commenting on what she had written before:
"Fool."
-A wealthy, radiant beauty X a proud, pampered jerk
-Unrequited love / long-planned pursuit / both virgins / sweet romance
Theme: In the end, we all find someone to love.
