Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Yun Li sat at the desk in the dormitory of Jiangzhou Dance Affiliated School, pen in hand, writing down her thoughts.
Her preferences were clear: she loved spicy food, was picky, and had high standards for restaurants. She didn’t like sweets but enjoyed drinking beverages. She liked hanging out at bars and also had a fondness for her boyfriend. As she wrote this down, she angrily jabbed her pen at the words "her boyfriend," leaving deep impressions on the paper.
Muttering to herself, she said, "Only idle people are always talking about love. Don’t you have anything else to do besides dating?"
Yun Li continued her monologue. Her roommates turned to look at her in confusion.
"What are you talking about, Yun Li?" one of them asked.
"Oh, nothing," she replied quickly.
She preferred wearing dark-colored clothes and had noticed that he owned no bright-colored outfits. He enjoyed playing basketball, soccer, and badminton, and spent time at internet cafes playing games, especially League of Legends. Yes, and he also liked hanging out with his girlfriend.
Yun Li questioned her own judgment but remembered that he hadn’t liked dating before high school. It was only after entering high school that he started dating. This thought frustrated her further, leaving her feeling perplexed.
"How can someone like so many things?" she mused inwardly. Her own interests were few—just dancing, watching dramas, and buying flowers; beyond that, there wasn’t much else.
He was proud, arrogant, spoke little, was wild and unruly—definitely a young master type. He didn’t like others touching him casually, especially girls. She couldn’t understand why he would still want to date if he felt that way; it was truly strange.
Despite all this, she wrote down everything about him. Deep down, she still liked him because beneath those seemingly unappealing traits lay another side to him—he was loyal, kind-hearted, well-mannered, and handsome.
As she wrote "handsome," Yun Li couldn’t help but smile slightly. Once she finished writing, she closed her notebook and climbed into bed to sleep.
The next day, she rode her electric bike to Fuxing Road with her backpack slung over her shoulder. Checking the time, it was afternoon when she looked up and saw a boy running towards her in the distance.
In front of him was a Samoyed joyfully bounding ahead with its fluffy white fur flying in the wind as it happily wagged its tongue.
Yun Li quickly lowered her head; wearing a helmet and mask combined with the distance meant Jiang Shiyu wouldn’t notice her.
Once he had run past, Yun Li turned to look back. She didn’t follow him; that would be too obvious.
After waiting for a while, Yun Li slowly made her way forward until she reached a park where she saw Jiang Shiyu playing frisbee with the Samoyed.
She heard his distinctive voice call out: "Fetch it, buddy!" The dog happily dashed off to retrieve the frisbee.
The dog over there is called the Director.
On the weekend, Yun Li invited Shu to play with Peng Qingyu's dog. She hid behind Shu as the Border Collie with its dark eyes watched them. Shu reassured her, "Don't be afraid, it won't bite."
Yun Li turned to Peng Qingyu and asked, "Can you make it sit?"
"Ke Ke, sit."
The Border Collie obediently understood and sat still, waiting for Yun Li to pet it. Yun Li held Shu's hand and slowly approached, wanting to reach out and touch the dog. After several attempts without success, she gave up.
Why should I challenge my fears because of a scumbag?
Her dissatisfaction with Jiang Shiyu began to resurface in her mind, but she felt she had no right to be angry. Yet, she was truly upset! What should she do?
She sighed, her eyes unwittingly moistening, feeling a pang in her heart.
Stop liking him.
Every week, she found herself back on Fuxing Road. Looking at the familiar street, she felt like a failure for saying she would no longer like him. But every week, she unconsciously returned here.
One day, as she walked, an elderly person asked for directions. He stopped when he heard someone call out "Director," and the Director paused to wait.
From a distance, Yun Li couldn't hear them but saw Jiang Shiyu lean down and tilt his head to listen, his face showing no signs of impatience. His focused demeanor etched itself into Yun Li's heart.
She watched as he pointed in a direction and spoke to the elderly man before leading him home. Yun Li quietly followed behind, observing how he escorted the elderly man to his doorstep. The Director was kind-hearted and patient, respectful of the elderly. She hadn’t yet seen him show affection towards children.
During summer vacation, she heard he had traveled abroad. After summer break, she learned he went to America to race cars, go skydiving, and even surfed in Hawaii. He enjoyed thrilling activities.
She wrote down every detail carefully, afraid of forgetting them. Watching him gradually become more accomplished motivated Yun Li to work harder. She consistently ranked first in her class and often helped teachers supervise her classmates.
Listening to Shu talk about his achievements—passing various exams, winning first place in a car race, and even learning to fly—Yun Li felt a wave of surprise wash over her and an undercurrent of insecurity began to creep in.
I felt like I could dance.
How could he be so impressive?
When it came to unrequited love, no matter how outstanding she was, she would unconsciously shrink back in front of the person she liked, unable to see her own shining points, and believing those points were not enough.
Yun Li signed up for Violin Class and squeezed out time on weekends to learn. Her artistic talent, inherited from Yun Zheng, made it easy for her to grasp the concepts without much hindrance.
At sixteen, she planned to confess her feelings to Jiang Shiyu.
Not only could I dance, but I could also play the violin, and I was skilled at it; she felt worthy of him now.
She stood on Fuxing Road, dressed in a beautiful skirt, holding a love letter, no longer just watching him from across the street.
Taking a deep breath, she glanced at her watch; time was running short.
She had already imagined the scene: he would accept the letter but might not remember who she was. That was fine; she would show up every day until he did.
He would remember.
That’s what she thought, but the next second he appeared, and Yun Li immediately shrank back.
She turned away, standing beside a tall phoenix tree, trying to lower her presence.
Without a doubt, Jiang Shiyu didn’t notice her.
Yun Li felt defeated as she watched his back.
She went to the Shu Family’s place to sleep and told Shu Anwei about it.
“It’s okay; this is already great! Just think about it—you dared to take this step; it’s a very good sign.”
Yun Li continued to be a turtle and secretly watched him.
She always kept her notes with her.
She wrote: When looking at him, her gaze was calm as if nothing could stir up waves here; he was so arrogant that it made one want to punch him.
He liked to put his hands in his pockets, wore casual clothes, and didn’t like accessories.
Today, she saw a boy at his school gate preparing to wear a necklace from the small shop; he looked disgusted and dodged away.
Accompanied by a sarcastic remark: “What a sissy.”
But when he smiled, his eyes curved like the moon.
Comment 0 Comment Count