25 Chapter 46

The summers in Mountain City are never short of sweltering heat, yet on the day Wen Zhixu arrived in Chongqing, it poured with rain. The bustling street life hidden beneath the skyscrapers of 8D Magic City was exactly the subject her editor wanted her to write about. Urged on by her editor and at a complete loss, Her ex, Jian Shichu, found her and said: Want to dump me again? Didn't you write that bestseller last time by doing just that? The mountain fog swirled endlessly, and the gloomy rain was far from poetic. At the class reunion, Wen Zhixu sat silently in her seat, drowning her sorrows in alcohol. She never expected her ex-girlfriend from back then, Jian Shichu—who she'd dumped—to arrive late with wet hair... Her classmates teased Jian Shichu, saying: Your ex is here too, how could you not pay a little more attention? Jian Shichu said nothing and sat down across from her, still as aloof and untouched by the wind and snow as ever. Wen Zhixu subconsciously gripped her jacket, soaked from the puddle, and looked toward the doorway at the black umbrella Jian Shichu had handed her from outside. -- That night, Wen Zhixu got blackout drunk and vaguely remembered being sent home by someone. The lingering affection in the big city and small town, heated with wet kisses. When damp hair tips brushed against skin, it unleashed five years of twists and turns. When Wen Zhixu sobered up, the other person had already left. She stared blankly at the unfamiliar business card left behind. Following the information, her palms grew sweaty with nerves as she finally tracked down the person on the card. Just when she thought she'd had a one-night stand with a stranger, Jian Shichu suddenly appeared, yanking her to the side. With half-lidded eyes smoldering with hidden fire, she asked: Didn't you see clearly that night? -- Five years ago, everyone said the nobody Wen Zhixu had punched above her weight with the genius Jian Shichu, who was adored by all. Five years later, they said the fallen Jian Shichu could never catch up to the famous writer Wen Zhixu. Only Wen Zhixu knew her inspiration had run dry; she could no longer write anything good. . Wander the alleyways of everyday life you've lived, walk the banks of the Jialing River you've strolled. The lights of Qiansimen Bridge go out at ten, Mountain City is never short of stories. The "re" of reunion, the "qing" of fortune—Fog City is romance and luck alike. One-sentence summary: Slept with the ex and bolted too late. Theme: Run through life, reconcile with your imperfect younger self.