On a frigid night in the twelfth lunar month, two boys huddled together for warmth on a park bench.
Brilliant fireworks streaked across the sky and burst at their highest point. The city blazed with lights, while an outdoor screen in the distant CBD broadcast the New Year's countdown.
In that moment of nationwide celebration, a jewelry box containing an earring was pressed into An Dong's hand. He lowered his head and felt Fang Lin's lips brush his ear, so briefly they were gone in an instant.
"I'm going home. This is a gift for you. Happy New Year."
The clouds scattered, and the moon slowly emerged.
For one brief, infinitely long second, An Dong suddenly made up his mind.
After the college entrance exams, he would confess to Fang Lin.
Even if Fang Lin was a straight guy who would never like him.
Clever but unassuming rich second-generation x poor, patient, handsome boy
A youthful campus story: unrequited love, a failed first love, all the feelings spoken aloud and left unspoken. The ending is in the title. Warning: one character dies. Bad ending.
A short story of around ten thousand characters, written as a change of pace while I was stuck on the serial next door.
Theme: Along the road to growing up
