Chen Muyun was a child with no talent, and she absolutely hated the genius next door. The worst part was that this much older "big brother" of hers couldn't tell how much she despised him. So whenever Ding Shan'an came over, her parents would say, "Xiao Yu is throwing another tantrum."
Chen Muyun: *@#+%!
For the sake of friendly relations with the neighbors, she put up with it.
More than twenty years flew by, and she gradually got used to this childhood friend who was missing a few screws.
She got used to him always being the strongest among their peers, to hearing from her parents that he was running all over the place between different schools, to hearing his name mentioned alongside someone else's as the two slowly became prominent figures in their circles. She got used to seeing him only twice a year, and to both of them acting like composed adults, calm and unruffled.
Until this idiot joined Quanxing.
Great! She finally didn't have to pretend anymore! What was wrong with cursing him out? It was perfectly reasonable to hate Quanxing, wasn't it?
As she went on cursing him, the two of them, who hadn't been in touch for ages and had once exchanged such polite, distant messages that they used formal address, somehow fell back into their old ways. She knew this strange state of affairs wouldn't last. Sooner or later, they'd go their separate ways, and she just wanted to enjoy cursing him out while she still could.
She never imagined that the childhood friend she'd written off as an idiot would suddenly go crazy. He said,
"Xiao Yu, you like me, don't you?"
That day, Chen Muyun almost smashed up the cafe where they met. Almost.
She could never beat Ding Shan'an, so she was forever left to rage helplessly.
Premise: Childhood sweethearts beat the new love, except there is no new love
Who cares about your stupid first love when you are over 30 years old?