A short story of pure romance for female readers.
If a girl
was paralyzed from birth, yet fluent in seven languages;
was devout in her faith, yet loved listening to blasphemous black metal most of all;
used a wheelchair, yet had assets worth tens of millions;
shared everything openly online, yet was gentle and distant toward everyone in real life;
her name would be Violet Sterling, and her online handle, V.Silence.
If a boy
was a Chinese international student with hair down to his waist, studying heavy metal music;
had a calm, deep nature, and approached everything he did like a meticulously composed fugue;
fell in love with her through a screen, spending three years learning to understand her pain, as if studying the complex structure of an avant-garde piece;
his name would be Zhang Hanzhe.
Then, as their in-person meeting approaches:
While he maps out every accessibility detail along the route to their meeting, what fears and hopes does she write down in her encrypted diary?
If she tells him just how wealthy she is, will he reply, “That changes only one thing: I'll have to work even harder to convince you that I'm here because you're you”?
This is a story written in the language of musical terms.
In the end, it's about how people can love one another with absolute honesty.
