After so many years, Zhang Yanqing is still stuck in the old dream that he had not finished many years ago.
In the summer when he was seventeen, the cicadas were chirping noisily and the fans in the classroom were squeaking and turning. He could always clearly distinguish Song Xi's footsteps in the noise. She passed by his desk holding a stack of homework books, and the tips of her hair brushed against his textbooks, leaving a faint scent.
"Zhang Yanqing, will we always be together?"
And he nodded solemnly, as if he had made a lifelong promise.
But the love of youth was eventually consumed by reality. Song Xi left without even saying "goodbye" to him.
Ten years have passed, Zhang Yanqing has long since faded away from his youthfulness, and has become a resolute and popular figure in the shopping mall. But when he dreamed back at midnight, he always dreamed of that summer, dreaming of Song Xi standing in the sun and reaching out to him.
Old dreams are hard to find, but he never gives up.
A lawsuit linked their fates again.
While they were drinking each other, he walked up to her and said in a low voice: "Song Xi, after all these years, I still only like you."
She raised her eyes, and there was no longer the throbbing in her eyes, only the politeness remained: "Zhang Yanqing, you can't always live in the past." But he didn't believe it.
Since fate has allowed them to meet again in Xia, this time, he will never let go.
Intention: Stick to your own hobbies