The moment I parked my car at Wanda Plaza, I never thought I would be remembered in this way.

A message from an unknown number popped up: “Hello, my name is Li Zihan. I saw your Maybach S480 at Wanda Plaza and thought it was very tasteful. I happened to see you get out of the car, and your aura is very attractive. I’m 23 years old, just graduated, majoring in dance, 175cm tall? I took the liberty of noting down your parking contact and mustered up the courage to send this message. I’d like to get to know you. If it’s convenient, I’d like to buy you a coffee. Sorry for the abruptness, please forgive me.”
No tricks, no probing, just straightforward admiration and courage. I smiled and replied, “Sure, why not? You’ve got quite some guts.” The other side responded instantly: “Then I’ll add you.”
This is probably the most direct form of romance in the adult world:
Someone remembers you because of a car, someone approaches you because of your aura, and someone is willing to muster all their courage to get to know you, note down a stranger’s number, and send a message that might sink into the sea.
Some say driving a luxury car is for face, but I think it’s more like a silent business card, helping you filter out the superficial and meet those brave enough to be “moved at first sight.”
A 23-year-old dance student dares to take the first step for a fleeting moment of love; the person driving the Maybach is willing to respond with a “why not” for that courage.
The world is never short of romance; what’s missing are those who dare to take the initiative and the tenderness willing to give chances.