That summer, in the blazing heat of high school, a passionate yet silent crush blossomed in Yicheng.
Every sunrise and sunset knew about Lin Xiaoxi’s secret love. The passing wind knew. Every pen in her pencil case knew. So did the draft paper covered in his name and the drawing board she used to sketch him. Everyone knew except... him.
More than his face, Lin Xiaoxi knew his back. Her eyes had embraced the sight of it countless times. Only when she watched him from behind could she stop being a coward and look at him as much as she wanted, without worrying about the panic and insecurity she felt whenever their eyes met.
A one-sided love? No! It was a mutual secret crush.
“I like Lin Xiaoxi.”
“Then why not tell her?”
Because...
I’m afraid she doesn’t like me. I’m afraid I’ll hold her back.
