Senior, He's Being a Green Tea Again

I'm a liar. I once lied to the senior who treated me better than anyone else.

In my second year of high school, I lied to him.

I said, "I'm sorry, Senior. I don't like you. I hope everything goes your way."

But only the last part was true. More than anyone, I hoped everything would go his way.

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If you were trapped in an icy cellar and, one day, a source of warmth came close, would you turn it away?

The waterweed in that freezing place couldn't refuse the scorching warmth, but Yu Qiubai could. He pushed away the only source of warmth by his side.

Perhaps it takes a long time to escape a decade spent in a damp, sunless place. Yu Qiubai spent his entire youth chasing after it.

Fortunately, the warmth was still there.

Tip: Mutual pining, scheming dad-type seme and pitiful uke

Happy ending

One-on-one, a sweet little story

Theme: If you're willing to look back, you'll find that there's always been a shadow behind you