Twenty Springs in the Passing Years

Synopsis:

Shen Qinghuan · Shi Gu

Broadcasting instructor · Political science instructor

Devoted for years · Quirky and unconventional

I had a long dream.

In it, Shen Qinghuan beguiled me with her clear, gentle voice, saying, "Sweetie, call me big sister."

"Big sister." My hand pressed down on her arm, leaving marks on her fair skin.

"Good girl."

"Just a faint mark. It'll disappear in two days, okay?" she asked.

I wrapped my arms around her neck and agreed with a tremble. "Okay..."

The scene changed in an instant. The world turned dark.

I saw her go to that concert alone, singing along with the singer onstage:

"Next year and next month, please forget it all / That once we loved her together in the wind... Call me by the nickname you gave me back then."

Shen Qinghuan shed tears and called out, "Xixi."

I had only ever told her my nickname. In the end, those two syllables became a curse that trapped her for the rest of her life.

"All my life, I've longed for someone to treasure me, to put me safely away and keep me with care. Spare me fear, spare me pain, spare me from wandering everywhere, spare me from having no place to call home." - Kuang Kuang

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Synopsis:

Zhou Jingting · Ming Fo

Sickly, aloof, brooding literature professor, bottom · Gorgeous, illiterate heiress, top

The first time Ming Fo met Zhou Jingting, she rolled her eyes so hard they nearly reached the heavens. She told her friend, "A woman like that is so full of herself. She thinks putting on a white shirt will make girls flock to her. I wouldn't look at her twice."

But the first time the two met properly, they ended up in bed.

Ming Fo wanted to imitate what she'd seen and tie Zhou Jingting's hands with a necktie, but she couldn't tie the knot.

Professor Zhou lifted her eyes, then used her mouth to hold the tie and knot it herself.

Later, when Zhou Jingting casually discussed Meng Lijun's struggle in The Tale of Rebirth with Ming Fo, the other woman only stared at her. Those big, blinking eyes said: I don't understand. I want to kiss you.

So Zhou Jingting put down her book, lifted Ming Fo's chin, and kissed her. "You idiot."

When Ming Fo came to her senses, she posted in Hanglin University's part-time jobs group:

[Looking for notes on Chinese literature. Paying a fortune!]

A moment later, she added: [Looking for all the key points on Chinese and foreign literature, plus Professor Zhou Jingting's lecture notes! Paying a huge, huge fortune!!!]

In this steady but secret relationship, Ming Fo was summoned whenever Zhou Jingting wanted her and dismissed when she was done.

Her friends couldn't understand it.

Ming Fo thought: If you'd heard Zhou Jingting call you "such a good puppy" in bed, you'd be happy to be her dog, too.

You'd want to pluck this flower from its lofty heights, too.

But Zhou Jingting had made it perfectly clear many times that she didn't like Ming Fo.

Ming Fo wrote in her notebook: I'll leave if Zhou Jingting hurts me 100 times.

When Zhou Jingting saw it, she even laughed and asked, "What number are we up to now?"

When Ming Fo's mother died, Zhou Jingting didn't even send her a word of sympathy.

No matter how unwilling she was to let go, this was the end.

The 101st time, Ming Fo left without a sound.

Years later, when they met again and Zhou Jingting knelt before Ming Fo, begging her to be with her, Ming Fo looked dazed. Zhou Jingting was thinking: Could they go back to a time when Ming Fo still loved her?

She was almost unable to bear it anymore.

Theme: Never surrender to life.