[Sensitive and stubborn secret admirer x gentle but untouchable young man like the wind]
Do you remember the rain in early June? I mean, I like you.
In the summer of 2015, as the chirping of cicadas tore through the sultry air, Chu Li wrote down her 121st heartbeat in the notebook in the piano room.
She remembered the mole in the corner of Yu Shi's eye, the mint candy he handed over, and how she walked around the third floor five times just for a chance encounter.
But the secret love in youth is like a sacrifice that is destined to end in vain - she carefully expresses her sincerity, but he is just passing by.
In 2018, news of his engagement came through a phone call.
Chu Li dug out the yellowed diary and realized that she had never really let it go.
As for your diary, I should have stopped writing it long ago.
Good-looking, good-looking, good-looking