Visiting Dong in Guojie

[A privileged, unflappable heir] x [A solitary, fiery general manager] “People say that with a background like his, others would naturally come flocking to him. For him to lower himself to approach an ordinary woman would be unthinkable.” “He kept a phone number with six consecutive digits at the end. He’d had it for ten years, saying he hoped his life would go smoothly.” “She had seen his passport. Beneath the gold-embossed letters spelling Canada was a face that still retained its youthful innocence.” One winter, years ago, with the Lunar New Year approaching, she asked him to accompany her to the city hall square to watch the fireworks. Traffic surged like a tide, and the crowd stretched like a sea. Neon glimmered on the snow, the cold wind swept through the streets, and countless figures brushed past one another. Lights flickered in the distance as the noise swelled around them. At one turn, she suddenly couldn’t find him. She looked all around, but beneath the lights of the snowy night, there was no sign of him anywhere along the endless street. The next moment, fireworks boomed. Brilliant streams of light burst into bloom on both sides of the street, and a forest of flaming trees and silver flowers lit up the night sky. She turned toward the sound. On the other side of the street, he stood beneath the lights, smiling with his hands behind his back, his expression gentle and composed.