When Gu Qingyuan took her last breath, all she could think of was the figure of Fu Xizhou sitting in front of her grave. She was cowardly all her life and hid all her longings. It wasn't until her death that she realized that the cold and taciturn man who had fought against the world for her was separated from her by a well-planned misunderstanding. He never married and spent the rest of his life guarding her relics.
When she opened her eyes again, she was seventeen years old again. Her parents were healthy, her family was still intact, and Fu Xizhou was sitting by the window in the next class. He looked like a young man, but his eyes contained a sadness that was inconsistent with his age.
Fu Xizhou's fingertips clenched his pen tremblingly. He clearly saw the third-year high school classroom in front of him, but the cold incense in front of Gu Qingyuan's tomb still seemed to be lingering on the tip of his nose. He was reborn and returned to the age where he could catch her. This time, he won't let anyone sow discord, and he won't let her suffer in the slightest.
Rebirth in both directions, cleansed in two lives. They approach cautiously with their unspoken love and regret for each other. He blatantly protected her, and she mustered up the courage to walk towards him. From school uniforms to wedding dresses, there is nothing to miss in this life, only the sweet love and the determination that will never be separated.
