"Hey, aren't you in the wrong class?" The girl didn't respond. That was the first time Yao Yansheng spoke to Jiang Jue. At the time, he just thought he might have asked the question wrong. They were only ordinary classmates, so he didn't think much of it. In all the years that followed, she never responded, and he loved her for so many of them.
She sat on the sofa, while he sat on the floor. When he looked up, their eyes met. She only leaned closer to be friendlier as she bent down to explain what had happened. But something was wrong with his mind. They were so close that he could clearly see the patterns in her irises. Her lips were small, yet full and vivid red. He felt an urge to tilt his head up and kiss her. Terrified, he broke into a cold sweat and quickly scooted back, set down the gauze in his hand, and slowly stood up, pretending to be calm.
A story about growing up and searching for yourself. Loving you has made me a better person. I'm grateful that in this life, you're both my beloved and my confidant.
If you'd like to read from the moment they reunite, start with Chapter 70.
