When Yuan Zhong was in his senior year of college, he developed a crush on the most popular boy at the neighboring university. Too shy to confess his feelings in person, he tried to engineer a chance encounter online, hoping their paths would cross in a game. Yet, after thousands of matches, their meeting never came to pass. Eventually, his affection shifted, and he realized he was far more enamored with the game itself. Within the game, he encountered a hopelessly inept apprentice. At first, the apprentice appeared to be a timid girl, bullied and hapless, which stirred Yuan Zhong's protective instincts. Later, during a voice chat, he discovered his apprentice was actually a young man, and so began his new role of leading a loyal little brother. After graduation, Yuan Zhong found work as an editor and was tasked with collaborating with a highly acclaimed writer. He poured all his energy into urging the writer to meet deadlines, finding relief from his frustrations in gaming and drawing renewed confidence from his apprentice’s admiration. Then, by pure chance, Yuan Zhong stumbled upon the truth: his hopeless apprentice in the game was, in fact, the very same celebrated author he had been tirelessly chasing for manuscripts…
Yuan Zhong felt she must have been terribly bored lately, and that the idle fancies about spring flowers and autumn moons were nothing but mischief born of too much free time.
Thinking it over, from her freshman to junior year, she’d completed all her required courses, accumulated every certificate she needed, and achieved every goal she’d set. No wonder her senior year now felt so empty.
Oh, and as for work—she’d heard it was hard to find a job, and had wanted to experience the process herself. But her parents had long since arranged everything. Though the positions weren’t particularly prestigious, neither were they bad: one as a non-staff member at a television station, the other a formal editorial role at a publishing house. Yuan Zhong did spend some time deliberating which to choose.
Of course, her parents preferred the television station, believing it offered more opportunities, and that they could eventually help her secure a permanent position. But Yuan Zhong chose the publishing house, claiming it was out of interest, though that wasn’t strictly true. She’d always been the obedient daughter, never even had a rebellious phase. She didn’t particularly like or dislike anything—she just felt out of place at the TV station. The thought of being in the public eye terrified her, so she ruled it out.
“You’re being narrow-minded. The TV station has plenty of behind-the-scenes work,” her roommate Zhang Cheng said. “In the long run, it’s definitely the better choice.”
“Oh, really? Maybe. But I’ve already made my decision.” Of course she knew,