He Shuyuan never imagined that she would reunite with He Lingyu ten years later, let alone become her roommate.
Once, she had carefully written a line in her diary: Thirteen years. This is the thirteenth year I've loved you.
Back in high school, He Lingyu gave her a flower.
She tried everything she could to keep it.
One quiet afternoon, He Shuyuan picked up the tin box where she kept old things and carefully opened the lid.
"You once gave me a flower."
He Lingyu leaned to one side with her arms crossed, watching quietly. "I remember. Didn't you dislike that flower back then?"
He Shuyuan was silent for two seconds. Then, with what looked like tears in her eyes, she gently shook her head. "I liked it."
The flower had rotted away long ago, but I couldn't bear to throw it out. He Lingyu, I couldn't bear to let you go.
Reader's Guide: [Tragedy]
Theme: Cherish the people in your life
