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The day Lin Xing met Song Huan was at sunset.
The most beautiful sunset he had ever seen in his life.
He excitedly ran home that day because he heard the news that his transfer application had been approved.
However, he accidentally bumped into a girl.
She fell to the ground, and the cake shattered into pieces.
He apologetically stepped back to clean up the mess for the girl.
The girl's resentment lessened.
He bought the girl another cake, searched his pockets, found a tube of ointment, and handed it to her. After saying a few words, he hurriedly left.
But he found a student ID on the way.
The name on it is: Song Huan.
He silently repeated the name to himself several times, the image of the girl from earlier appearing in his mind.
The rosy glow of the sunset poured down from the sky, hovering above the girl's head and turning her hair golden. The gaze in her dark brown pupils struck his heart.
Most importantly, Song Huan is also a student at Xuqiu No.1 Middle School.
He smiled as he put away his student ID, filled with anticipation for his new school life.
When he went to report for duty the next day, he recognized Song Huan at a glance and greeted her.
The girl looked at him in surprise, but he calmly took out his student ID.
Upon seeing this, Song Huan rushed forward to snatch it, repeatedly saying that he was very bad.
Yes, that's how bad he is, so bad that he wanted to possess her from the very first glance.
Later, when Song Huan introduced him to the school, he listened attentively, not missing a single word.
For him, every minute and every second of her life was precious.
During the English class that day, the teacher led them in reading the words.
When the teacher read the word "Crush," many people cheered, and the teacher even recalled his own unrequited love story from his youth.
Song Huan said that a crush is a passionate but short-lived unrequited love.
She also said she didn't have a crush.
Lin Xing was somewhat disappointed. He wrote a few lines on the draft paper:
Lin Xing's Crush: Song Huan.
Become Song Huan's Crush.
He fell in love with her.
One noon, he brought his homework to ask Song Huan for help.
But she spoke too softly, so Lin Xing had to move a little closer.
Song Huan had a faint, pleasant fragrance, which Lin Xing really liked.
Suddenly, Song Huan blushed. He found it amusing and teased her when she met his gaze, "Does it look good?"
Song Huan looked away and asked hesitantly.
He pointed to his face and said it was this, so Song Huan angrily cursed at him a couple of times.
Lin Xing smiled secretly, not feeling angry at all.
When explaining the problem, Lin Xing thought Song Huan's explanation was good, so he suggested that he be the little teacher.
She agreed and told me to call her Qiuqiu.
It turns out that this was her nickname.
Lin Xing changed his address and called out, "Teacher A Qiu."
She blushed again and started saying she didn't care.
After Lin Xing called out "A Qiu" a few more times, Song Huan ordered him to stop.
She's so cute.
Lin Xing returned to her seat.
Lin Xing really enjoys spending time with Song Huan.
Later, the little teacher made a notebook for him, and he was overjoyed.
But when he learned that he wasn't unique, he became unhappy.
When you like someone, you can get jealous even over something as trivial as a notebook.
——
The night before Song Huan's birthday, Lin Xing was making her a birthday present.
But Lin Zhisong called him.
They urged him to return to City A to study, but it was dragged out until July.
Even so, Lin Xing was still unwilling to give up.
His life was fragmented and ambiguous, and in such a chaotic world, a ray of light shone down for him to chase.
In this broken world, you are the only light I could ever hope to obtain.
Like a bright star, it illuminated the dark sky for him, and from then on, the other side of the sky was as bright as day, no longer dark.
In his eyes, Song Huan was like a rose; even if she withered, it wouldn't affect her free and bright life.
So, his rose, keep climbing, climb to the very top, and one day, he will live together with this rose.
On Song Huan's birthday, he arrived early with a gift, just to give her a surprise.
Later, while out buying milk tea, they happened to run into Song Huan's parents and started chatting.
When Song's parents asked him how Song Huan was doing, Lin Xing said:
"The best and kindest girl."
I have so many words I want to use to praise her, but I can only use these two.
Because these two words are enough to encompass all her good qualities.
That day, Lin Xing made a wish behind her back: "A Qiu, may everything go smoothly."
If things go smoothly, will I be able to discover that I like you sooner?
It was his turn to be on duty the day the midterm exams ended.
As he went to take out the trash, a girl grabbed his sleeve and said, "Ah Xing, there are thugs behind you—"
He heard the keyword: thug.
Lin Xing's face darkened.
Later, the thugs caught up with him and told Song Huan to run far away and call the police.
Only after Song Huan had gone far away did he revert to his true self.
Depressed, profound.
He started beating the thugs, his eyes bloodshot.
Lin Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when the thugs started begging for mercy.
"Apologize to my A-Qiu."
His parents divorced, his mother didn't care about him, and his father disliked him. The only reason they kept him was that the family business needed him to inherit it.
But this was just a cover; someone else was actually in charge behind the scenes.
Lin Xing had never experienced love from others since childhood. Oh no, she had experienced it, but it was all fake.
It wasn't until Song Huan appeared that he realized what true, genuine love was like.
Only then did he live like a human being.
No one knows how withdrawn he was before he met Song Huan, and how he even considered suicide by cutting his wrists several times.
Why would these people want to harm A-Qiu?
He doesn't even have time to cherish what he has, so what reason do these people have to hurt him?
When the police arrived, the thugs were detained.
He didn't dare look at Song Huan, afraid that she would recognize his original appearance.
After giving her statement, Song Huan said goodbye to him.
He was stunned.
Even though she herself was so terrifying and so profound, she still saw it.
But she still said goodbye to him.
Why isn't she afraid of herself? Why isn't she afraid?
From that day on, his life became more colorful.
Having snowball fights, building snowmen, participating in competitions, shopping... there were sweet and bitter moments along the way, but fortunately, they could all be overcome.
But there is one thing that can never be resolved.
He's transferring schools.
Ultimately, it couldn't be delayed any longer.
He and Jiang Rou went to the teacher's office to complete the formalities. Because it was close by, he could see Song Huan in the classroom.
He wanted to take one last look, even if it was just one look.
But when he met Song Huan's gaze, Song Huan coldly looked away.
His smile froze.
He didn't understand why Song Huan had become like this, and wondered if he had done something wrong...
He needs to find out the truth.
Song Huan, however, said he had lied to her, saying he hadn't come to tutoring classes in a long time.
But he wanted to tell his girl.
Grandpa was indeed sick, but he never told anyone, including Song Huan.
He didn't want to affect others, so he endured the heartache and didn't tell anyone.
Later, the news spread, and people started talking about it.
But coincidentally, after the news spread to the campus online forum, it was quickly censored. In those days, very few people had cell phones, and the news was gradually forgotten.
So Song Huan didn't know.
The reason I haven't been able to come for tutoring for so long is because my grandfather's condition is serious, and I haven't had time to tutor him.
He didn't lie to his girl; he opened his heart to Song Huan from beginning to end.
But she did reply, "I just didn't want you to worry."
But his Ah Qiu couldn't understand the meaning of the words.
Once again, at that beautiful sunset, the two missed each other.
It begins as dusk, then turns to rosy clouds.
Only the crimson glow of the setting sun illuminated his silhouette.
After the college entrance examination, he was sent to study in the United States to prepare to take over the company.
The young man dreamt of taking over the company and finding the girl.
But fate shattered his daydream.
His father arranged his engagement to Jiang Rou.
Despair once again.
His repeated resistance only resulted in the worst outcome.
This time, he compromised.
One day, he met someone at work.
His name is Jiang Rangshi.
The person kept asking her about Song Huan, and Lin Xing asked in return, "Are you very familiar with her?"
Jiang Rangshi said, "I'm going to pursue her."
Lin Xing was taken aback and instinctively wanted to refute.
But then I thought, Song Huan and you have nothing to do with each other anymore, so what right do you have to care about her?
He shut his mouth and left without paying any attention to anyone.
Years later, he returned to City A, where everything had changed.
But when he saw Beijing Youth University, he felt as if he saw Song Huan from back then.
He wanted to go to Beijing Youth Daily because she was there.
——
May 29th is the day Lin Xing and Jiang Rou got married.
When Jiang Rou asked him why it was May 29th, Lin Xing did not answer.
529, I love autumn.
He always wanted to marry A Qiu, not Jiang Rou.
It's all autumn, only autumn.
He chose Xuqiu No. 1 Middle School as the wedding venue because it was Song Huan's alma mater.
It seemed that only in this way could he see A-Qiu one more time.
The wedding day was very lively.
He was wearing a suit and looking out over the auditorium from backstage.
Many people said that Lin Xing wanted to see the bride and told him not to rush.
But no one knew that what he really wanted to see was whether Song Huan had come.
By the time Song Huan arrived, the ceremony had already begun.
When he looked into Song Huan's eyes again, he longed to tie her to himself.
But there will never be another chance to start over.
If there is an afterlife, I will confess my love to A-Qiu sooner and tell the whole world that I love him.
He didn't want to hide it anymore, and he didn't want to lose it again.
But there are no "ifs," and there never have been.
Not long after the wedding, Jiang Siye knocked on his door and came to see him, saying she wanted to have a chat.
He asked Jiang Siye what they were talking about, and Jiang Siye said:
Do you know what it means to love someone you can't have?
He cannot have my love.
Of course he knew and understood that feeling; it was truly unbearable.
"What happened?" Lin Xing asked.
Jiang Siye recounted the whole story, and Lin Xing felt increasingly bitter as she listened.
The idea that unrequited love in novels always ends in a happy ending is a lie; it's just a fairy tale written by authors.
But reality is not that beautiful fairy tale. People's hearts are fickle, and no one will wait for you forever.
“Heaven gave me a treasure, but I lost it,” Lin Xing murmured.
He thought his love with Song Huan would last forever, but he never expected that no one could guarantee forever.
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