That was the first time I met her, on a long tree-lined path. The bright light fell on her hair, poured into her eyebrows, and smiled.

The sun was beating on her face, so sudden, so unreasonable, without even saying hello, it passed through the haze under my eyes and shone into my originally gloomy life, and even at that moment, I didn't have time to refuse...

I grew up in a lonely environment, and my parents divorced when I was very young. I followed my father, and Wen Jing followed my mother.

For as long as I can remember, my father has been very busy, I have rarely been able to see his shadow, he has always been missing from my life.

In the huge room, in the dark night, I was always alone, eating and sleeping alone.

Loneliness consumes me whole, I crave affection, I crave love, but the more I look forward to it, the greater the disappointment that comes with it.

I would occasionally go to see my mother, but I didn't have much contact with each other, and we seemed to be very strange.

Every time I see her gently brushing the broken hair between Wen Jing's forehead, carefully arranging her messy clothes, and reproaching with a little concern... To be honest, I'm envious to the extreme.

It's just that my mother rarely gives me such tenderness. Maybe because I'm a boy, she doesn't know how to get along with me.

Several times, her hand in mid-air froze for a moment. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to me. I obviously want to care, but I show that I am cautious.

In this way, a high wall was erected in my heart, blocking out all those who had been close to me, and I was alone in the darkness.

I thought that my life would always be like this, gray and without sunlight.

But everything, at the age of 17, all changed, because of her appearance.

From the first time I met, she has been noisy, circling around me, "Shen Siyan, Shen Siyan" calling my name.

I've never seen anyone who loves to talk and get into trouble like this. And she always overwhelms me like this.

Just like the first time I met, it was obvious that she bumped into me, but the wicked person sued first, "Hey, what is your expression? I'm walking well, you suddenly came out of nowhere! I apologized to you, you still have this expression, it's so stingy!"

I was so made by her that I didn't know how to refute her for a while, so I could only leave silently.

But who knows, she actually said amazingly: "Hey, why did you leave like this, it's very rude!"

In an instant, it was all mine, and I said "goodbye" angrily, but she didn't seem to see my anger, and said goodbye to me with a smile.

I approached her step by step, and she just stared at me like that, making me feel uncomfortable. As I was passing shoulders with her, I stopped and turned my head to ask her, "How long are you going to look like this?"

I thought she was thick-skinned enough to ignore my words. But at that time, I clearly saw a red on her cheeks.

Then, she fled. And I, my heart is beating up.

Just because I took one more look at her in the crowd, I had an indescribable entanglement with her from then on.

I remember that day, a week after the start of school, on Monday, I went to the school with Wen Jing.

That was the first time I saw her admit that she liked me, and although it wasn't to say it directly, I was undoubtedly happy to see her nod.

It's just that at that time, I didn't know that it turned out that my heart had begun to tilt towards her.

Later, she would always appear in front of my eyes inadvertently, chattering and making noise, but I didn't seem to be disgusted by it, but enjoyed it.

It was as if I felt an unprecedented tranquility in her noise, and I felt that I was surrounded by sunlight, bright and warm.

When I realized that I liked her, it was the end of the first semester of high school, the day of the parent-teacher conference.

She was on the roller coaster at the amusement park, and with a slightly trembling tone after a frightened moment, told me firmly and unquestionably that she would always be by my side.

At that moment, it was as if there was a light in my heart that filled all the emptiness.

Oh, yes... She is like a ray of sunshine, dispelling all my gloom and giving me a lot of joy, anger and sorrow.

But when I thought I was getting closer and closer to happiness, the phrase "let's break up" knocked me back to my original shape, and I ran away to the United States in disgrace, very embarrassed.

When I first arrived in the U.S., I didn't feel comfortable. At school, everyone spoke fluent English, and my classmates were eating sandwiches, drinking hot coffee, and talking about schoolwork, and everyone seemed to be busy and eager to learn.

But at that time, I missed her very much talking about entertainment gossip next to me, nibbling on sweet cream cakes, and then picking up the corners of my clothes to wipe the corners of her mouth, chasing me and asking me to help her review the key points, and if she got into trouble, she would come to me to help her solve it...

I wish there was someone who, like her, could speak broken English and make a noise in front of me. But the streets of America are full of people, blonde and blue-eyed, but there is not even a person like her.

But sometimes, I think, it's good that she didn't come, Harvard is a big school, and according to her confused appearance, she must not even be able to find a classroom there.

Later, I came into contact with painting by accident. I seem to enjoy being in the studio and tracing her over and over again. The bits and pieces of our past, through brushstrokes, are transformed into colorful oil paintings. It's as if she's always been there for me and never left. So, I painted for four years, and I could feel a moment of tranquility in the studio.

And I became a painter, it was really a coincidence. I remember one year, my roommate took my drawings to a drawing competition, which was not small, and there were many industry professionals in attendance. Luckily, my paintings were noticed by them. Since then, I have made a name for myself in the world of painting.

And that encounter, I put a lot of effort into completing it, but I didn't expect to get such a big recognition. I just wanted to paint a picture of me and her, and winning the award was really unexpected.

Time flew by, and I thought I would stay in the U.S. for the rest of my life and never go back. It's just that there will always be accidents.

That day, I received an email from Wen Jing, saying that she was getting married and that I must be there. I hesitated for a long time, but finally set out on the way back. Maybe I just want to use the excuse of Wen Jing's marriage to go back and see her.

I saw her at the wedding as I wished, but how strong the longing was, how much I seemed to hate her. I tried to restrain my emotions, but I couldn't. Anyway, when I meet her, I can't restrain everything.

Later, by chance, I knew that she might be working in M City, and I ran over without even thinking about it. She really worked at that publishing house, and I had a few contacts with her on the pretext of work, but she really changed a lot, no longer chattering and arguing, but actually became like me, quiet and silent, and careful in everything she did. She looks like that, I look a little distressed.

After the interview, I returned to Nanshi, and while chatting with Wen Jing, I accidentally talked about the past, and I learned some clues from her conversation. She couldn't stand my repeated inquiries and finally compromised. She told me everything she knew.

I was surprised that she said that before the breakup, her father went to look for her, and she didn't need to think about it to know what her father's intentions were. I began to regret why I didn't find out sooner, didn't stand firmly by her side, but ran away to the United States, leaving her alone, and fighting those alone.

I began to wonder if I didn't believe enough in her love for me, because I wasn't strong enough, and that's why tragedy happened, and we missed four years between us.

I wanted to make amends, but after so many years, she began to go on a blind date and began to accept a new life, can I still bother her? I hesitated for a long time, and found countless reasons for myself, and finally mustered up the courage to call her.

I should also be glad that I made that phone call so that I didn't miss her, the silly girl who was willing to give up everything in China to go to the United States to accompany me through the difficult years.

After that phone call, we were back together, and at that moment I was undoubtedly happy, we hugged each other tightly, and at that moment, she filled my gray life again.

Slowly, I found that although there have been several years missing between us, many things have not changed, she still likes to eat sweets, she still unconsciously bites the pen when she thinks about problems, she still habitually bites her nails when she lies, she still likes to wear loose clothes, she is still so confused, these years, it seems that she only has age, and she is still so sloppy in doing things...

She always said that I was like the sun, warm, and people couldn't help but get closer. As everyone knows, she is the real sunshine, shining on the gray me, allowing me to see the beauty of the world again.

Later, we got married, and finally, I really had her, and that was something I had always dreamed of. At the wedding, I couldn't help myself, because I finally got to see her in her wedding dress, so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes off it, and a smile crawled all over my brows.

I held her hand tightly, my fingers interlocked. I think the best decision I've ever made in my life is to love her.

I thought it would be complete to have her again, but she gave birth to our child for my sake. When I hear the cries on the ground, life seems more complete...

What a happy thing it is to be able to turn the love of your teens into the joy of your twenties. And no matter what time it is, I just want to tell her: I don't like the world, I only like you.