Lin Wan never thought that she would pass by each other countless times in the library.
It will become a heartbeat hidden in the evening breeze.
She is quiet and reserved, hiding her favorites quietly between the pages of the book;
He is gentle and restrained, only focusing on one person.
From the confession of the heavy snow at the beginning of late autumn,
From cautious approach to blatant preference.
It turns out that all coincidences are what he has been waiting for for a long time.
This world of fireworks, mountains and rivers are far and wide,
Not as good as that moment, when the evening wind blew, he whispered:
I've liked you for a long time.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
