Cheng Baiye fell for Lin Sheng, someone she thought was far out of her reach, at fourteen. She didn't truly understand him until she was twenty.
In high school, Cheng Baiye's favorite thing to do besides studying was to grab a friend and hurry out after morning exercises. Classes 3 and 5 weren't far apart, and if she walked fast enough, she could always catch sight of that tall, straight figure.
He was the one comfort in Cheng Baiye's tense and stifling high school life.
Cheng Baiye herself didn't know if it was an obsession or love. Her unrequited crush, which had started in middle school, was like a perfect, bright moon one night, a clear sky, a gentle breeze, and twinkling stars.
Everything was just right, and everything was out of reach.
But the world wasn't full of that many coincidences. Lin Sheng's deskmate later told Cheng Baiye that Lin Sheng, with his long legs and height, was a favorite target of the grade director. The director had called him in several times to criticize him for dragging his feet after morning exercises, but he never changed.
Cheng Baiye had never realized that the vague connection between her and Lin Sheng wasn't something she was maintaining alone.
They had run into each other countless times across their not-so-small high school: in the cafeteria, on the sports field, in the auditorium.
Lin Sheng was the one who confessed first. In the prime of his youth, the always warm and passionate young man told the girl he'd loved for ten years, word by word:
"Cheng Baiye, I'm so smart. How could I not understand the look in your eyes?"
"There's no gap between us, Baiye. I'm just an ordinary person too."
"Baiye, would you give me another chance?"
White as snow on the mountain, bright as the moon between the clouds.
Ordinary people's love blooms brilliantly in the midst of everyday life,
making the ordinary extraordinary.
May the heart that knows how to love never be covered in dust.
On nights when we're fifty or sixty,
may we still believe these seemingly mundane years were full of tender waves,
because they were the changing seasons, written one stroke at a time with our own lives.
Theme: Falling in love with someone who's already wonderful is a beautiful thing.
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