Their story may be plain, but that's life: a love that grows from school uniforms to wedding dresses. No vows of eternal devotion, no romance with flowers and balloons, just a steady, natural progression. A small exchange now and then is enough to make them blush. Even one extra glance can leave them distracted and lost in daydreams for an entire class. Perhaps that's what love is like as a student.
Years later, one afternoon, Shi Er nestled against Nie Cunyis chest, eyes half-closed as she basked in the warm sunlight. She said lazily, "Fate really is a strange thing. If I hadn't stood firm and gone to study liberal arts with Tiantian, I wouldn't have met you in my first year of high school, and I never would have had the chance to get to know you. If we hadn't met, what do you think we'd be doing now?"
Nie Cunyi lowered his head with a gentle, indulgent smile and tousled Shi Er's hair. She smacked his hand away and chided him. He said, "What kind of nonsense is going through that little head of yours all day? Even if you hadn't met me in your first year, there would've been plenty of chances over the next three years. I wouldn't let you go through life without me."
Shi Er raised her chin haughtily. "You didn't even know me. How could you know I'd definitely fall for you?"
Nie Cunyi gave a dismissive laugh. "Because no matter what class you were in, as long as you were still at school, I would have found you and fallen in love with you. You couldn't get away from me."
