When Xia Chan secretly drew a sketch of Jiang Ye, the next classmate, the eraser suddenly rolled into his opened schoolbag. She knelt down to pick it up, only to see a notebook full of post-it notes falling out of the mezzanine - her name was written on every page. Even her casual comment last week that "I want to eat the candied haws at the back door of the school" was drawn as an illustration with the words "I will buy it tomorrow, and it will be wrapped in double sugar."
This iceberg god of academics who she always regarded as a disciplinary committee member actually hid a bag full of secrets: the milk tea straws she threw away were washed by him and strung into wind chimes, and the simple sketches scrawled on the draft paper were rubbed by him on the lining of the school uniform. Even the day after she complained that she was "too sleepy for late night study", he had a cup of hot milk that was always warm on the table, with the note "For Xia Chan, she is lactose intolerant and needs less sugar."
At the graduation party, she mustered up the courage to hand over a love letter, but saw Jiang Ye being surrounded by school beauties. When she turned around, there was suddenly a glowing star candy in her pocket - his handwriting on the back of the candy wrapper: "You stepped on the empty stairs at the beginning of the first year of high school. When I helped you, the cherry blossoms on your hair fell into my school uniform pocket. From then on, the cherry blossom became a star, waiting to fall into your homework every day." Not far away, Jiang Ye, with a blushing face, was taking the star candy wrapper he had just taken out of his pocket and carefully put it into a notebook with her name written on it.
