[Mutual pining × reunion after years apart × pregnancy before marriage × heartbreaking angst]
Years after graduation, Su Wan returned to her hometown of Linzhou with her daughter, Susu.
While cleaning her bedroom, she found the love letter she had written to Jiang Che in her senior year of high school. Every line brimmed with the excitement a young girl could not hide, yet she had kept it locked away for ten whole years.
“Too bad. I loved him for three years, but he didn’t love me.” She spoke softly to the empty room. Tears fell onto the envelope, blurring the camellia pattern that had never bloomed.
But no one knew that Jiang Che had always saved Su Wan in his contacts as “The One I Love.” It was a secret Su Wan would never learn, not even in her lifetime.
For ten years, they had been like parallel lines, each silently following their own course while guarding the same secret. She moved from place to place with Susu amid the rumors, while he turned his life gray in a city without her.
The seasons changed, and the camellias bloomed and withered.
At last, the two met again beneath the camellias. As the petals drifted down, Su Wan finally gave him the love letter, ten years late, and said the words she had rehearsed in her heart countless times: “I love you.”
This shower of camellia petals came too late, a whole ten years too late.
She thought this reunion would be the beginning of their happiness. But fate’s cruel jokes always came without warning.
As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly collapsed among the sea of white blossoms and never opened her eyes again.
Some say the camellias of Linzhou are red. They are the rest of what Su Wan never got to say: “Loving you was my first dream, but it became a lifelong regret left unfinished.”
