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Time flies swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.
During these three years, Xu Zhiyuan has miraculously stabilized.
He has reached a state free of tumors.
...
This year during the Spring Festival, I married Xu Zhiyuan.
We bought a favorite apartment in Chengdu as our marital home.
We have a British Shorthair cat and a Samoyed dog.
I graduated with my master's degree and started working in Chengdu.
Our life is calm and beautiful.
We cherish each other.
We love life.
We enjoy every ordinary yet wonderful day.
Time brings Xu Zhiyuan back to that year.
September 3, 2015.
The first time I met Zheng Zhen.
...
When I first saw her, I was attracted by a certain quality she possessed.
That quality is something I do not have, and it is unique to her.
That day, she wore a pink sweatshirt, had her hair in a ponytail, and carried a backpack as she bounced into the classroom.
She sat diagonally in front of me, alongside another girl.
I recognized that girl; her name is Li Ting, our class's cultural committee member.
Zheng Zhen and Li Ting chatted and quickly hit it off.
Though their personalities were completely different, they surprisingly got along well.
I secretly observed Zheng Zhen and found her to be very smart but not fond of studying. She often skipped classes and frequently slept during lectures, yet managed to score around eighty or ninety on every exam.
She has a bit of a chivalrous spirit and is very loyal to her friends.
During one evening study break, she loudly defended her deskmate—
"Is that guy sick? He already has a girlfriend, so why is he confessing to you?!"
"I don't know..."
"He's really a piece of work!" Zheng Zhen said angrily. "Don't worry, I'll teach him a lesson!"
"Hey, don't do anything reckless..."
"Trust me, I know what I'm doing!"
...
The next day, the whole school was buzzing about it.
That boy was labeled a scumbag and branded as a "trash guy."
I have to admit, Zheng Zhen's execution of her plan was impressive.
...
I found Zheng Zhen quite adorable.
And I felt a little flutter in my heart.
...
I decided to help Zheng Zhen improve her grades.
I thought she was pretty smart; she just needed someone to guide her at the right time.
So, when she fell asleep in class again and the teacher woke her up, I took the initiative to help her with the problems.
She was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
"Thank you," she said.
"You're welcome," I replied.
"But..." she tilted her head and looked at me, "why do you want to help me?"
"I think you're quite smart; it would be a shame not to study hard," I said.
"Haha, thank you," she laughed again.
"Then..." I asked tentatively, "are you willing to study hard?"
"Um..." she thought for a moment, "I'll try my best."
...
And so, Zheng Zhen and I gradually became familiar with each other.
I started to consciously draw closer to her.
I stayed in the back row seat.
Every day, watching her from behind, I felt very satisfied.
...
The second time I saw Zheng Zhen was at a class gathering.
That day, she wore a pink tank top paired with white shorts, and she had put on makeup; she looked beautiful.
I was in my school uniform, and there was no interaction between us.
We each chatted with acquaintances, occasionally exchanging glances and smiling slightly.
At one point, Zheng Zhen stepped out.
After a while, she returned.
She had changed into a different outfit.
A school uniform that looked exactly like mine.
...
"Wow, what a coincidence," a boy teased, "Did you two plan this?"
Others joined in the teasing.
Zheng Zhen shrugged.
"Don't say that," I said, "It's just a coincidence."
"Whatever—" everyone collectively booed me.
I couldn't be bothered to explain and turned to leave.
Zheng Zhen followed me.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Why are you apologizing?" I asked.
"Because of me, you've become the center of attention again," she said.
"It doesn't matter," I replied, "I don't care."
"Hehe." She laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" I asked.
"I think you're pretty cool," she said.
"..." I blushed again.
...
After leaving the restaurant, I hailed a cab. Zheng Zhen was headed in the same direction and got into the car with me.
"Thank you," she said.
"What for?" I asked.
"Thank you for helping me out earlier," she replied.
"Oh, that," I said. "I was just speaking the truth."
"Anyway, thank you," she said.
"You're welcome," I replied.
"By the way..." she lowered her voice and leaned closer to me, "there won't be any rumors about our relationship, right?"
"There won't be," I said firmly.
"How do you know?" she asked.
"Because no one is that bored," I said.
"Haha, that's true," she laughed.
That night, I lay in bed, tossing and turning.
I thought of Zheng Zhen.
I remembered her smile.
I recalled her straightforwardness.
I thought of her loyalty.
I remembered her intelligence.
I made a decision.
I wanted to include Zheng Zhen in my life plan.
(The End)
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