The Cool, Brilliant Scholar Is So Sweet. Who Needs a Childhood Friend?

[Devoted Boyfriend + Newcomer Beats Childhood Sweetheart + Childhood Sweetheart's Road to Regret]

When I was eight, my childhood sweetheart nearly drowned saving me.

He said, "You'll always matter more to me than my own life."

But on his twenty-first birthday, he publicly announced his relationship with someone else.

He shamelessly flirted with her and even branded me a homewrecker in front of the whole school.

My design became her award-winning work, and my name was stamped with the mark of a plagiarist.

While moonlight shone on the champagne tower at their celebration, I stared blankly at the hundreds and thousands of texts on my phone saying, "Die, homewrecker."

My heart finally died. I threw myself into studying and designing,

only to discover that I could be the unattainable rose someone pined for late at night.

Later, my childhood sweetheart finally saw his first love for what she was and knelt all night in the pouring rain.

"Please... look at me one more time."

This time, I didn't look back.

I let Pei Qingye hang the medal from the global design competition around my neck.

His fingertip brushed my collarbone as he chuckled:

"To me, you're the ultimate prize of my life!"