Ji Xingye had never said that she liked Nan Sang.
Until a reunion with old friends, when they were reminiscing about the past and someone suddenly said, "You like Nan Sang so much. How come you never mention her?"
Ji Xingye was stunned. "I don't like her. I like Zhou Ran."
"What color does Zhou Ran like?"
"..." Ji Xingye couldn't answer.
"What color does Nan Sang like?"
"..." Blue, Ji Xingye answered in her heart.
"I'm not blind. Is the way you act possessive of Nan Sang really how friends are supposed to act?"
Ji Xingye couldn't answer. She knew it wasn't. Her possessiveness toward Nan Sang had never been the kind friends should have.
That night, Ji Xingye went home and dreamed. She dreamed that Nan Sang came to see her, that Nan Sang would keep her company in every way, except she wouldn't let Ji Xingye get close.
For the next month, Ji Xingye drifted through life in a daze. At last, she couldn't take it anymore and called a friend. "Do I like Zhou Ran?"
"No. You only like Nan Sang."
"Go find her."
"No, I'm not going. She might have forgotten me already."
"Maybe that's for the best. I hear she's about to get engaged."
Ji Xingye felt her mind go blank, and all the color drained from her face.
"I'm going to find her."
"Want me to find out where she is?" her friend asked.
"No, I know."
"You really haven't been in touch for seven years?"
"Yeah."
Ji Xingye took a teaching job at the high school where Nan Sang worked. As luck would have it, they shared a dorm room. It was almost like old times, except now a seemingly impassable chasm lay between them.
Nan Sang knew Ji Xingye liked her. But she had her own path to walk, and she couldn't afford to make a mistake in life. Unlike Ji Xingye, she didn't come from a good family. Being with Ji Xingye would be too difficult, and she was afraid she would make the wrong choice.
She could only take the path everyone else took.
She thought she could forget Ji Xingye. But for seven years, she had set every post on her social media to be visible to only one person. She told Ji Xingye everything about herself because she was afraid Ji Xingye would forget her.
She was truly selfish, a despicable person who spent seven years proving she couldn't forget Ji Xingye, luring her step by step into her own trap.
She had also spent seven years proving that, more than making the wrong choice, she was afraid of losing Ji Xingye.
Theme: People can be haunted for a lifetime by the one they couldn't have when they were young, until they finally have them.