Summary
On the day Lu Jinye announced his engagement, his childhood sweetheart handed in an application to go abroad.
He said nothing, but turned and left in front of everyone.
He raced cars and gambled with his life for his childhood sweetheart, spent money like water, and posted daily countdowns in his friend circle:
“7 days left.”
“3 days left.”
“The last night.”
The last thing I saw before being kicked out of their friend group was him holding the back of Muyan’s neck in a deep kiss:
“Muyan, I can’t bear to let you go.”
“But I’ll let you fly. Don’t stay for me-go to the faraway place that belongs to you.”
Looking at the identical application form in my hand, I suddenly felt at ease.
He was right.
The distance is indeed worth yearning for.
For example, the plane to the Northern Edge of the Continent a week later.
All in, and never looking back.