In Shanghai's plum rain season, the humid air carried a suffocating heaviness. Lin Shu stood in front of the glass curtain wall of the People's Square subway station, watching the rainwater wind down the glass in streams, reflecting her paper-white face. Her phone vibrated for the third time in her bag; it was a message from Lu Chuan: "See you at our usual spot at seven tonight. There are some things I want to tell you."
Her finger hovered over the screen before she finally switched her phone to silent. In the glass reflection, scenes from five years ago overlapped with reality—back then, she had also stood right here, waiting eagerly for Lu Chuan, clutching two music festival tickets in her hand, ready to surprise him.
During the freshman orientation party of her sophomore year, Lin Shu saw Lu Chuan for the first time. He stood in the center of the stage holding a guitar, under the spotlight, the collar of his black shirt slightly open, his eyelashes casting fan-shaped shadows beneath his eyes. When he sang "Thirty Years of Ideals," Lin Shu felt her heartbeat skip a beat. Later she learned that Lu Chuan was the architecture department's talented scholar, not only excelling academically but also having formed his own band.
Chapter 201