Plucking the Stars

When Xu Qingyun was 16, she met a boy at a bus stop on a rainy day. He would remain part of her life for the next ten years.

The boy wore a black outdoor jacket. He held an umbrella in one hand and another in the other. He came toward her like an immortal descended from the heavens, entering her world.

He looked at Xu Qingyun and handed her the umbrella, saying in a gentle, warm voice, "Here, classmate. Take this umbrella."

For a brief moment, their eyes met as she looked up.

One umbrella, one sentence, one glance: that was enough to ensnare her in the web of her unrequited love.

But in the eleventh year, she married in a whirlwind.

At the wedding, he said, "The one I like is Xu Qingyun."

Theme: More than friends, less than lovers