Lin Yan is a taciturn and innocent academic master. He fell in love with Su Man at first sight on the autumn day when the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. She came closer step by step, gentle and considerate, and he poured out his sincerity and prepared to confess. It wasn't until I accidentally overheard her conversation with her best friend that I realized that all tenderness was just a disguise, and that I was just her plaything when she was bored. A secret love finally turned into a joke, and the young man's sincerity was shattered all over the floor.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
