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Alone, she walks along the outskirts; he grows wild, and together they make their way to one another, hand in hand.
It was a rainy day. I fell on the muddy roadside, and he came over to help me up. I didn't dare look up at him. I murmured my thanks, feeling only the burning warmth of his grip on my arm.
On that same road, I walked along with an umbrella, while he picked his way beneath the eaves where the rain was lighter.
I wanted to ask if he needed an umbrella. The words rolled around in my mouth countless times, but in the end I didn't say them.
It wasn't until we reached the school gate for the student ID check that I learned he was a student at Lansheng too, and in my year.
Once we went through the gate, I heard lots of whispers and felt people watching us discreetly.
He had been striding ahead, but suddenly stopped and came back to me. He took off his jacket and handed it to me. I froze.
Only then did I realize that a large patch on the back of my trousers was wet.
I hesitated, then took the jacket and tied it around my waist to cover the embarrassing spot. Once again, I murmured my thanks.
I didn't dare look closely. In a brief flash of light, I caught a glimpse of him and thought he seemed handsome.
What stayed with me more was the feeling he gave me, like a colossal sword with its edge hidden, an arrogance that didn't need to show itself.
I thought we would never meet again.
During the first class on Monday morning, he stood at the front of the classroom and introduced himself. I watched him from among the crowd, and suddenly he looked up. Our eyes met, one pair above the other.
After two seconds, I calmly looked away, but my fingers clenched beneath the desk.
We got together because a love letter was delivered to the wrong person.
One rainy day after we started dating, the mood was so romantic that he lowered his head to kiss me. I pushed him away and ran.
The next day after school, I dawdled until I was the last one there. He hadn't left either.
He said he was sorry. What he'd done so suddenly must have been upsetting, right? He wouldn't do it again.
I lowered my head and fiddled with my fingers. "No, it wasn't upsetting. I... I've never been with a boy before, so I got a little nervous."
He didn't say anything. He closed the door and windows, then led me to the corner of the classroom. "Then would you mind giving us a try?"
Later, he cooked for me in an apron, brought me a cup of hot water every morning, walked me home, accompanied me to school, and took me to amusement parks.
I gradually learned that his care and attentiveness weren't innate. He had simply reined in his unruliness and arrogance.
Through rain and dew, wind and snow, he grew wild somewhere I couldn't see, yet he kept showering me with sunlight.
In the second half of our freshman year, we bought a home together near campus. When we graduated, we got our marriage certificates.
To the boy I love most dearly--
Thank you for that rainy day. Meeting you was the greatest fortune of my life.
#Cool, gentle, well-behaved girl x wild-growing, all-around perfect boyfriend#
1. The main story is told in third person.
2. They both make their way to each other, and both the male and female leads put in effort.
Theme: Keep your heart turned toward the light
