When they met for the first time, You Shuyi was wearing a well-fitting suit and an exquisite bow tie. He looked like a little prince in a fairy tale, with red lips and white teeth, arrogant and cute. Yan Zhengnian stared blankly at him blowing out the candles and cutting the cake, feeling a little envious and a little sympathetic.
The second time they met, You Shuyi became the feared king of slum fighting beasts. The handsome young man looked at Yan Zhengnian condescendingly, with a look of alienation and indifference between his features.
The third time they met, You Shuyi seemed to have never known Yan Zhengnian. The back under the student uniform was tight and straight. She politely called him "Instructor Yan", but his expression remained cold.
I don't know since when, Yan Zhengnian's eyes became more and more inseparable from that person, and his heart followed his every move and word, becoming more and more full until he could no longer hold anything else.
Motto: Never give up hope