"You can remember me, but you can't wait for me."
Eighteen-year-old Gu Lin said this to Bai Zhan, then turned and left.
Before she left, she was the well-known domineering eldest daughter of Maple City No. 1 Middle School. She was enthusiastic, flamboyant, and fearless. The only thing she was afraid of was Bai Zhan, the top student downstairs who had a cold face, held grudges, and fed cats late at night.
"As long as you look back, I'll be there."
Bai Zhan promised softly on the street full of maple trees, watching her leave without looking back.
He knows that they all need time to become better versions of themselves.
Six years later, she returned.
With his elegant style and fluent English, he became a well-known freelance photographer.
And he is the youngest and calmest attending physician in the hospital. He is dignified and self-possessed, and is aloof from others.
When she went to the hospital with a toothache, she deliberately called him, covered half of her face and shouted, "Dr. Bai, it hurts so much."
He lowered his eyes to write the medical record and said in a calm voice: "It just hurts."
She took him to a friend's gathering and introduced: "This is my friend, Dr. Bai."
He smiled and nodded, politely, but blocked her in the corridor at night: "Am I your friend?"
She broke into his house drunkenly at night, grabbed his neck and wanted to kiss him: "Bai Zhan, who are you showing this to?"
He pinched her chin and breathed hotly: "Did you learn this while abroad?"
Until she discovered that his circle of friends "visible only to one person" all recorded the years since she left.
Until he saw that the first clear photo in the old camera she treasured was his side face looking down at a book in a bookstore when he was a teenager.
It turns out that the love that I could not express in words when I was young is hidden in time.
