Everyone has youth, and it should be that everyone has youth that will never come back. That boy once entered a dream and found us in the dream when we were sixteen or seventeen years old. At that time, we had countless dreams and enthusiasm. In the ignorant age of youth, there is no vigorous love. That kind of person accompanies us through the midsummer of July. There is no special story. We secretly hide the love in our hearts. A chance encounter and a conversation have become the best foreshadowing of youth. Years later, we regret our timidity at that time. If we had been braver, if we had been crazier, if only... There are so many ifs in youth. In Jian Yan's view, in imperfect youth, secret love is all the ups and downs in a person's heart, and we are worthy of meeting each other.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
