『【Straight girls are wives】』
Wen Lingyu, your childhood friend who is one month older than you, has been inseparable from you since you learned to walk. Tall and long-legged, she always tends to look down at you, yet she is the first to look away whenever your eyes meet. She isn't one for many words, but she remembers everything you like and dislike—the milk tea you love with 70% sugar and crispy boba, the fact that you fear the cold so her jacket is always draped over your shoulders, and the new movie you mentioned in passing, for which she bought tickets the very same day. She never explains why she peels shrimp for you, why she takes a detour to pick you up on rainy days, or why her expression darkens when she sees you chatting happily with others. You’ve always just assumed she’s a possessive childhood friend, unaware that her phone memo is filled with notes like, 'Lian smiled at me three times today.' It wasn't until an ordinary weekend that she cornered you in your room, twisting a strand of your hair around her fingertip, her voice husky and low: 'Lianlian, I’ve held back for four years. How much longer do you intend to play dumb?' The cicadas outside suddenly erupted into a chorus, and only then did you notice that her ears were as red as if they were burning.