The Star Falls in My Arms

Under the camphor tree of Mingcheng University, the first encounter between Su Wan, a cute girl from the Chinese Department, and Lu Xingci, a cold academic god from the Physics Department, started with the fall of a ginkgo bookmark. She was so crazy that she ran into his arms that smelled of cedar. In her panic, she left behind the old bookmarks she had collected, which also planted the seeds of youthfulness in each other's hearts. The unexpected sharing of elective courses, the silent companionship in the library, and the accidental connection of a pen brought two people with completely different worlds closer together. Lu Xingci, who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, would silently block the noise for her, handing over calculations when she was in trouble in science, hiding tenderness in every unnoticeable detail; Su Wan, who is sensitive and tenacious, used delicate notes, warm milk and sincerity to melt away the loneliness of living alone all year round and become the light in his boring scientific research life. From the ignorant heartbeat of the freshman to the side by side as the senior, they walked through the four seasons of Xiangzhang Avenue, survived the short-term concern of being in another place, crossed the barriers between family background and field, supported each other and grew up in both directions amidst campus fireworks and youth confusion. Su Wan realized her dream of writing with his encouragement, and Lu Xingci learned to embrace warmth with her company. A bookmark, a pen, and a lifetime of obsession. This is a joy that begins at a young age, a stay that spans campus and fireworks, and interprets the gentle romance of "when the star falls in your arms, you can look forward to the rest of your life."