“I still don’t understand why you’d want to make a movie about us,” Yu Tu said, looking uncomprehendingly at the young duo of script-writer and producer sitting opposite them, looking at them with hopeful eyes.

“Yu Laoshi, surely you see how extraordinary your story is, to have been high school classmates who lost touch for ten years then reunited by fate when you have both established unique careers, and then you both went on attain such individual great successes in both your chosen fields – I mean, you were the lead engineer on our country’s first deep space probe! – it has all the beats of a wonderful, beautiful love story, especially now that your work is no longer classified and we can portray it on screen.”

Jing Jing exchanged a look with Yu Tu, unable to help laughing at the still baffled expression on his face, then said, “I’m not saying that from a…creative standpoint, your proposal has potential, but honestly, you’d probably have to take an abundance of creative liberties to make this potential movie actually have something resembling a plot, because I can see why my husband is so confused; you’re so excited to tell a story about how we reconnected ten years after high school, but from our perspectives, honestly we just sat at home playing video games for a month, hardly the stuff of edge-of-your-seat narratives.”