Love Heals (the Original Work)

Would someone like him ever have someone he could let down?

She didn't leave, she was curious, what kind of girl could make the god in her heart break his wings, come down to earth, and nervously strum a guitar and sing songs like an ordinary boy?

She truly envied that girl…

She sat in a hidden corner, silently listening to the guitar sound repeat over and over, listening to him sing over and over, "because I love you, love you, so don't let me down…"

As the sky lit up with his soft, deep, and affectionate singing, her tears layered her face, and she finally saw clearly what he and the girl looked like.

He held the girl's hand, running together on the track; that girl was very beautiful, very beautiful. She had always considered herself pretty, even being named the most beautiful in the class among the freshmen, but compared to that girl, she instantly felt like a mere tiny wild chrysanthemum, while that girl was a peony, a rose, blooming with breathtaking beauty.

She suddenly felt assured, probably only such a girl would be worthy of him...

She heard him laugh, loudly, boldly, laughing unrestrainedly as he ran, just as a proud young man in the prime of his life should...

In his laughter, she wiped away her last layer of tears, heard the girl call him Xiangxiang.

Xiangxiang? What a cute name…

Amidst the bitterness, she also smiled.

Senior Brother Ning, from now on, liking you is my own affair…

No, it has always been just my own affair!

Bless you, Senior Brother Ning.

Later, she learned that the girl's name was Dong Miaomiao, not only strikingly beautiful but also a talented student in the Chinese department.

The so-called matched pair of talented man and beautiful woman, that was all it was.

She wasn't jealous, nor was she sad, truly.

She had never been a star chaser, Ning Zhiqian to her was like the brightest star in the sky. Initially, when she secretly had a crush on him, she had fantasized about holding hands with him under the vast stars, but upon knowing he had a girlfriend, she never thought of it again.

She still liked him, would still go for morning runs, still gaze at his tall figure from afar, still collected all news about him, rejoiced for him, and took pride in him, like a little fan in her own corner, silently savoring the joy of liking him.

When he played basketball, she squeezed into the medical school's cheerleading squad, excitedly yelling with a flushed face, "Go Medical School! Go Ning Zhiqian!" She was really glad to be in the same school as him, which legitimized her to shout his name boldly without others knowing her little secret.

And often after the game ended, he would walk out of the crowd of passionate supporters, ignoring everyone cheering for him, and just wave in one direction, radiantly shouting, "Miaomiao, come here."

Yes, he didn't care about the cheers and applause from the whole world; what he cared about was that girl named Miaomiao, his radiance was only for her, then he would gently ask, "Was I good today?"

He only needed Miaomiao's affirmation. What she saw, sometimes Miaomiao would praise him, and he would be as happy as a little boy, sometimes Miaomiao would scold him, and his face would also droop.