Four years ago, Ye Feng felt as though the wind around her had formed a vortex, forcefully trying to pull her into it. No, I won’t think of him anymore! She heard the sound of something shattering, a memory she desperately tried to escape. It was in vain; all her defenses crumbled the moment she saw him.
Her vision darkened, and Ye Feng fainted into his embrace.
Ya also laughed in deep sorrow, a fate destined in life. It’s not that I’m unwilling to let go, but fate has arranged for you to return to my side once more. This time, I will hold your hand tightly, never letting go.
No matter how painful, no matter how many people might get hurt, I will not flee again. Ye Feng, please love me, okay? This is the only humble request I make to the heavens.
Chapter Two
“Get up, Ye Wufeng! You’re going to be late for class!”
“Ow, sister, don’t be so cruel.” Ye Wufeng, his quilt yanked away, reluctantly opened his eyes, “You’re so mean.”
“Who told me to wake you up so early?” Feng asked directly into his face.
“Your hair!” Wufeng couldn’t believe his eyes. He jumped out of bed, touching her short hair. “You cut your hair, why? I loved your beautiful long hair.”
“Hello, can you stop freaking out? I cut my own hair.” Feng pushed him away, “Quickly get dressed. You have five minutes to brush your teeth and wash your face.” She went to the kitchen to heat up the milk.
She had kept her silky long hair for ten years; how could she bear to part with it? Wufeng couldn’t understand. Facing the milk and bread, he pursued her, “Tell me the reason.”
“We’re not rich anymore. Dad’s gone, and we can only rely on that small laundry shop to live. I want to work harder; I can’t let you be looked down upon for our welfare. So, focus on your studies, and sister will take care of everything!” Her sweet face was adorned with a smile that belied her determination.
“You’ve already given up college for me; was cutting your hair for the same reason?”
“Yes, I made the decision this morning. It saves water and shampoo.”
