Lan Bai nervously clutched the rose in his hand, his gaze burning as he stared at the girl he had loved for five years. He bent his tall frame slightly, his ingratiating voice reduced to a humble whisper. "Mu Zishi, can you stop being angry? It's Valentine's Day. Do we really have to fight?"
The girl lowered her head, simmering with resentment. Not a trace of expression crossed her chubby face as she seemed to consider whether to forgive him, her childhood friend who had been by her side since they were little. Yes, the boy who had accompanied her throughout her adolescence and occupied a very important place in her eighteen years was now apologizing to her in a gentle, adoring voice.
Lan Bai had been arrogant and domineering since childhood. He got into fights, never cared about his grades, and hung out with a bunch of no-good friends. Meeting Mu Zishi was probably the biggest surprise of his life. He began to learn restraint, to pull out the thorns he carried, to win her over, to... love her. But that seemingly ordinary yet extraordinary Valentine's Day became the watershed between them. Like two little boats, unable to turn back, they were struck apart by fate and drifted toward different shores.
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