Years later, at a class reunion, Xu Zhijing somehow became the main subject of everyone’s memories. They recounted everything, from the moldy windbreaker in his desk to his ridiculously cocky self-introduction.
“Haha, I still remember Shen Yin saying that after Master Jing finished a fight, he didn’t forget to clean up the cigarette ash.”
Xu Zhijing listened with a calm expression, as though none of it had anything to do with him. Wen Erci, sitting beside him, couldn’t hold back her curiosity and chimed in, “Really?”
Xu Zhijing didn’t deny it. He smiled calmly. “I was just being polite.”
“...”
Scene One:
Time seemed to stand still by the reef. The waves softened, and a few lights went out in the guesthouse. She stood there, quietly watching him. Just as she was about to pull her hand back again, another finger gently tapped her right middle finger, as lightly as a dragonfly skimming the water.
Xu Zhijing drew his hand back. The young woman’s skin was smooth and soft, and warm to the touch.
Having received a response, Wen Erci’s lips curled up slightly, her almond-shaped eyes bending into crescents. “Good night, friend.”
Scene Two:
Free Cloud: [Congee with preserved egg and lean pork, made by my daughter herself. This old dad is over the moon. Sneaky-grin.jpg]
Jie: [That’s pretty nice. Make me some when you get back, too.]
Free Cloud: [Why would you want some? Are you trying to usurp my dad’s place?]
Jie: [No.]
...[I want to be your boyfriend.]
Scene Three:
The timing was just right that day. I secretly made a wish, one that only I knew about.
Xu Zhijing, I want to watch the stars and the moon with you.
Theme: Year after year, may we live free from disaster and misfortune, and love the world.
