[If You Are Well, Then All Is Bright]
People say first love is unforgettable.
But for Sun Ruolin, it wasn't unforgettable in the way people usually mean — not like fireworks, not like heartbreak, not like a wound nor the itch that just won't go away.
It was more like a quiet sunrise in the middle of winter. A memory you will fold so carefully and place at the back of the drawer so that you can find it back.
It was something soft.
Something warm.
Something that once made you... smile.
And for that, she never hated him.
Not even when he left. Not even when she watched him walk away with someone else. Not even when her lungs began to ache quietly in the years that followed — like her body had remembered how to break before her heart ever could.
And him?
Li Zeyu never meant to let her go. But sometimes, love isn't enough when your world is made of obligations and silence. So he carried on and became someone he could be proud of; someone his family could be proud of.
But at night, when the city went quiet and the antiseptic smell of his clinic clung to his coat —
He wondered, more often than he'd admit,
How was she?
Does she still smile like flowers?
Did she even remember him?
How he wished they haven't been so young. If then, perhaps they wouldn't have been too driven by the decision made by those older.
Five years passed.
And when they met again, she was no longer the girl with stars in her eyes.
She was the one sitting quietly in his consultation room, fingers clutching the skirt on her lap, wearing the same type of bright sweater that once made her look like spring.
She smiled at him and said, "Hi."
As if nothing had ever broken.
As if first love could simply… come back.
And maybe... Just maybe. It did.