在那一天，许诺接受了一个待遇优越的工作机会，她的同学们得知后纷纷邀请她去庆祝。许诺知道这事躲不过去，便在天水草堂订了一桌饭菜。然而，她并不知道是谁给她的好消息，也有几个不认识的人加入了这个聚会。不过，因为她很久没有这样高兴过，所以无论熟不熟悉，她都是一笑而迎。

酒足饭饱之后，许诺准备结账时，那个陌生的男子拦住了她：“哪能让女士付账呢？还是我来吧！”许诺见状坚持不同意，就这样两人争吵起来。旁边的一个同学笑着说：“还有人怕钱花不出去？夏咏辞，你干脆你俩猜拳吧！谁输谁掏钱。”夏咏辞点点头，许诺只好伸出了右手。

结果，许诺出的“布”赢了夏咏辞出的“石头”，夏咏辞乐呵呵地去收款台交钱。出乎意料的是，这次轮到他付费，他却显得有些失落和尴尬。这场游戏似乎不是简单的胜负，而是藏着深层的情感。

随后，他们一起去了KTV唱歌。那晚，大家玩得非常开心，但当所有人都玩累的时候，只有一个声音尚未响起——许诺。她被推到前面，让她唱首歌，但就在那个时候，一位男子走上前来提议他们进行一场石头剪子布的比赛。他提出输的一方要唱首歌，而赢的一方则必须再唱一次，以此类推。这场比赛看似平常，却隐藏着复杂的情感线索。

第一轮比赛中，夏咏辞输掉了，然后他又赢了一次，再然后又输掉一次……有人注意到了这一切，并问道：“你们俩是不是故意的？为什么每次都是你出‘布’而他总是出‘石头’？”summer seemed to be in a daze, and he shook his head: “Is it that way? I just can’t seem to win.”

Permit me to reveal the truth. The reason behind this seemingly simple game was not just about winning or losing, but about something much deeper. In their university days, there was a tradition among friends whenever they disagreed on anything - they would play rock-scissors-paper (or stone-water-wood in Chinese) as a way of settling the dispute. It was an unspoken rule that whoever lost would give in.

For some reason, summer had always been the one who played by this rule, always throwing out "stone" no matter what. And so had permit - she too threw out "paper" every time because she knew he did.

But why were they doing this now? Why were they still stuck in these old habits? As we continued our journey together through life's ups and downs, we discovered that sometimes even the smallest actions could hold great significance.

The night ended with everyone going home contentedly except for one person - summer himself. He couldn't shake off the feeling of loss each time he threw out "stone". It wasn't just about winning or losing; it was about being understood and appreciated for who you are.

And then there came another day when summer announced his departure from our company. Permit felt like her world had come crashing down around her ears. She didn't know how to process these emotions swirling within her heart.

In desperation, she decided to visit his grave during Qingming Festival (a traditional Chinese festival honoring ancestors). There she found solace talking to him once more and sharing her feelings with him as if he could hear her words echoing across eternity.

Back at home after returning from his grave site visitation ceremony at Qingming Festival

Permit realized that life is full of twists and turns,

and sometimes those unexpected turns lead us down paths we never thought possible.

As Permit looked back upon their shared experiences over all these years,

she realized how deeply intertwined their lives really were.

And thus began an emotional rollercoaster ride filled with laughter and tears

that culminated into a bittersweet moment when Permit finally understood

the true meaning behind those countless instances of rock-scissors-paper games.