Zhou Shi: Sorry
Xu Jie: I'm not waiting for you, I'm just waiting for my heart to be free... Well, I'm willing to do so. You don't need to apologize, Zhou Shi.
The first time they met, he was fourteen and she was eleven. He had just returned from the countryside during the summer vacation. He was tanned and his eyes were clear. Zhou Shi passed by their house lightly, like a rose sticking out of the high wall that he could not help but look up at before.
The second time, he was fifteen and she was twelve. They came back from the countryside for a year. They were incompatible with this place. They were rebellious and prickly. They fought with three people by themselves until they were exhausted and lay on the rain-drenched bluestone. She passed by with an umbrella and covered him. Under the umbrella was his green and white skin smudged by the rain. It was an ink painting she had glimpsed for many years. She said timidly, "I will take you home."
When they met again, he was seventeen and she was fourteen. At the class meeting of his second year of high school, she jumped to his class. The sight of the crowd in the class was something he would remember for many years.
It was only later that he understood that Zhou Shi was never the shy and timid rose on the courtyard wall, but the courtyard wall that was decorated calmly by the four seasons. It was high and solid, and what kind of life was protected inside was the difference that belonged to her that he had always wanted to spy on.
They met at a young age, separated at a low point, and grew up separately. Even if I don't meet you, I will live a good life.
But if it's you, even better.
Concept: Loving and being loved are just the icing on the cake