To Skylark (Young Brave Hearts)

Original Title: 致云雀 (To Skylark / To the Lark)

Description:

Zhu Yunque never dared to hope that she would have a relationship with Lu Rangchen.

The boy was spirited and handsome, unruly and arrogant, and the object of admiration for all the girls in the school. The closest she ever got to him was just a fleeting glimpse of his tall figure when she turned her head during recess exercises.

The girl’s secret feelings remained hidden until her mother took her to rent a room at a friend’s house. Introduced by an elder, Lu Rangchen casually leaned against the stairwell, raising an eyebrow playfully, “I know him, he was the one who peeked at me during recess.”

“…”

They met again in college.

On a rainy rooftop, candlelight flickered and laughter filled the air. In a quiet, deserted corner, Lu Rangchen casually clenched a cigarette, the lighter’s glow reflecting on her face.

The boy leaned down, his hot, hoarse voice seductive in her ear.

“Wishing you a bright future.”

“Want to give it a try with me?”

No one could have imagined that this relationship, which started so passionately, would end so abruptly.

The night they broke up, snow fell heavily on campus . Lu Rangchen held her tightly, his dejected and cold demeanor in the cold wind. “This is the last time. Don’t come back once you leave.”

Yunque’s eyes were clear and resolute. “Alright.”

Later, he really did have the heart to not come back even once.

Unexpectedly, their paths crossed again years later at a blind date dinner. The man had shed his carefree and impetuous ways, becoming aloof and mature, and his gaze no longer lingered on her.

Before the matchmaker could finish speaking, he scoffed indifferently, “Forget it, I have no interest in going back to an old flame.”

Yunque’s fingertips were clenched so tightly they turned white.

That day, Lu Rangchen left without eating.

She thought that their relationship would end without a trace, but little did she know that later, Lu Rangchen, drunk and intoxicated, cornered her at the entrance of an empty alley, his lips burning hot as he pressed down on her, kissing her until she could hardly breathe.

“You fucking don’t love me at all.”

The man kissed her, his deep, husky voice fading in a resigned tone, “If you don’t love me, why did you come to seduce me?”