In his senior year of high school, transfer student Jiang Yi blew into Su Wan's world like a breath of mint-scented wind. He was wearing a clean white shirt, had a slight dimple in his smile, and happened to sit in the empty seat next to her.
From the hot fingertips that were accidentally touched, to the mint popsicles shared together, to the sunset alleys we walked side by side on the way to school, tiny heartbeats quietly grew in the gaps between classes and in the corners of the playground. He would help her pick up the dropped pen, hand over the scratch paper full of analysis when she was stuck on a problem, and wait under the teaching building with an umbrella on rainy days.
The chirping of cicadas in late summer, the scent of cinnamon in early autumn, the falling snow in winter, and the gentle breeze in spring bear witness to the transformation of two young girls from being cautious and tentative to a tacit understanding of each other. This is a youthful narrative about secret love and pursuit, like mints in your mouth, sweet and slightly numb, creating the most unforgettable taste in the chaotic senior year of high school.
