Stopping at the Shore 停岸
Heng Yue once believed she would always be a lonely boat, Drifting at sea, with nowhere to dock. Until a single phone call shattered her peaceful routine. Two thousand kilometers away, a boy was waiting for her.
The hardships of poverty had tempered Lin Heng into a person of few words, Yet, the boy grew like a white poplar, unafraid of wind and rain, eventually becoming a steady and reliable man.
In the beginning of the story, they were two parallel lines. By the end of the story, it was he who gave her warmth and kept her safe.
As night falls, the city lights spread wide. The boy's affection is as resilient as wild grass—growing wildly, enduring and unchanging.
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