(Don't read this embarrassing old work, don't read it, don't read it, don't read it, don't read it, don't read it, don't read it, don't read it…)
The summer they met, the breeze was gentle. She was sixteen, he was eighteen, and they were both young. One glance was all it took for her to love him in secret for ten years.
Only after they grew close did she learn how broken his family was and how much pressure he was under.
But no matter how rich she was, she couldn't save his life. All she could do was watch him die before her eyes.
Then she accidentally learned that he had loved her in secret for ten years too, and she couldn't hold back any longer.
“A Yuan, your Xiaoye can't wait any longer.”
