In the Height of Summer, Chasing Light
Chasing the Light of Summer
[Signed physical edition] [Short drama of the same name is now online]
[Secret Crush Comes True · Rascal Reform · Broken Mirror, Reunited · Chaste · Sweet Romance]
At the New Year’s Eve gala in senior year of high school, Room 501 drank and made merry.
The game was for everyone to say one secret nobody else knew.
Xu Nanzhi had drunk some fruit wine, her cheeks flushed, and she said softly, “I like Fu Shijin.”
Her roommates went from anticipation to disappointment.
“How is that even a secret?”
“Two-thirds of the thousands of people in the school like Fu Shijin.”
Dorm monitor Lin Shu took a mouthful of wine and earnestly tried to persuade her: “Fu Shijin is from a wealthy family, born a rascal, and his girlfriends are all school beauties. Just one of those conditions is enough to hurt the heart of an ordinary little girl like us.”
“Zhizhi, we and him are not from the same social class, so let him go and let yourself go.”
Xu Nanzhi later let herself go.
Many years later, at a class reunion, Fu Shijin sat absentmindedly on the sofa, glancing at his phone from time to time.
The moment the phone screen lit up, he picked up his coat and prepared to leave.
His friend beside him complained, “A Fu, leaving so fast? That’s not cool.”
“I’m picking up my wife from work. You guys keep playing; tonight I’m paying.”
“You gave your new car to your wife, didn’t you?”
Fu Shijin curved his lips in a smile. “She’s been tired all day; driving isn’t suitable.”
“...”
What a dog-killing display of affection! Show-off!
Who could have guessed that the rascal from Yanjing High would end up a wife-obsessed husband!
There is a post that keeps floating to the top of the homepage on the Yanjing No. 2 High forum. The post’s title is: Can Senior Sister Xu Nanzhi please write a guide on how to make a rascal turn back to the right path! Urgent!
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