as if my imagination had run wild. I grabbed my suitcase and headed downstairs, only to be met with the sight of Zhuo Yuyan's car parked right at our building entrance. He was inside, sitting in the...Ting Lan was about to close her notebook when she saw, on the last page, a single line of elegant script:

Some flowers bloom high up in the trees.

Tinglan recognized these characters. They were a line from the poem "Bride" by the poet Hai Zi. The poem starts with:

and many days after that

Many farewellsu Yaoyao didn't dare to go out to see him off. She could only cling to him at the door of her room, a little reluctant to part.After a while, Gu Ruandong carried her back to bed and tucked her in. "I'...